"How could I think that ?" "By imagining that I believe you Major Atherton of Pemberton's staff," with a little, nervous laugh, and quick uplifting of the eyes.

"I was glad Captain Le Gaire made the mistake, for I had no wish to see you a prisoner, but your quick pretending did not in the least deceive me, Lieutenant Galesworth." She paused, evidently amused at the surprise expressed in my face, yet with the lines of her lips setting firmly.
"Your questions regarding the movements of Beauregard were most ingenuous, but I was able to comprehend your purpose." "You mean--" "That you propose bearing the news direct to Federal headquarters.

That is why you are in such a desperate hurry to get away." I took a step backward, reading the meaning of her eyes.
"And you intend to prevent--" "Exactly," her voice as quiet as ever.

"I am a Confederate still." She had changed her position, standing now between me and the closed door, the expression upon her face sufficient evidence of her determination.

Hers was no idle threat--this daughter of a soldier was ready for the struggle and the sacrifice.