It has been a strange intimacy into which we have been thrown; three days have made us old friends.

Surely you cannot believe me so ungrateful as your words would seem to imply." "But I deserve no gratitude," making no effort to draw away, yet looking into my face frankly.

"Perhaps you have misunderstood.

Is it not possible for the women of these Colonies to sacrifice as well as the men in the cause of patriotism?
You must not believe that I have done this merely for your sake, Major Lawrence." "Yet I would like to believe so," I insisted warmly.

"You are the daughter of a loyalist." "And Eric is the son of a loyalist," laughingly, "and wears a Continental uniform.