We must assert our rights like good Americans.

I have a plan.

You will learn of it when we meet to-morrow at eleven.

Do not send an answer.

Lovingly, MARGARET." He slept little, and in the morning awaited with keen impatience the hour of his appointment.
On his way to the place he heard a newsboy shouting the words "duel" and "Yankee," followed by the suggestive statement: "Bloody murder in high life." Evidently Lionel Clarke had died of his wound.