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Even as I concluded, it seemed to me her eyes hardened, and the expression of her face changed. "That was extremely clever, Lieutenant Galesworth," she commented quietly. "I never knew the chimney touched that wall. Now what do you propose doing?" "You must understand my only interest is in getting away as soon as possible. I am in constant danger here." "Of course," nodding, her cheeks flushed.
She would understand the real cause, yet, with her father upon my side, I was not likely to suffer greatly. Anyway the die was cast; it was too late now to regret. Bell returned full of apology and explanation, expressing a desire that the weapons be changed to pistols. Hardy arose from his chair, his eyes twinkling behind heavy lashes. "Sure; Galesworth is easily satisfied.
Those windows open on the porch, and there is a sentry there; the door leads to the rear of the house. I shall not even lock it, nor this. I leave you here upon your word of honor, Lieutenant Galesworth." She was gone like the flutter of a bird, and I sank back upon the soft cushion of a library chair, still smiling, my eyes wandering curiously about the room.
"That is hardly necessary, papa, as I will answer for myself," and her eyes met mine across the table. "I was angry last night, Lieutenant Galesworth, and unreasonable. If you will accept my parole now I give it gladly." I bowed with a sudden choking of the throat, and Hardy chuckled. "A very graceful surrender hey, Bell? By Gad, this has been quite a night for adventure.
The sight of the girl, standing in the midst of all that horror, her loosened hair falling below her waist, evidently startled him. An instant he stared toward us incredulously; then removed his hat. "Who are you?" "I am Lieutenant Galesworth," I answered, although his question was directed to her. "And this lady is Miss Hardy, the daughter of Major Hardy of the Confederate army."
You are not a spy; if you have acted as one, it has been more through my fault than your own. Besides you are my prisoner, and if I should permit you to fall into the hands of those men, to be condemned to death, the memory would haunt me forever. I am not that kind, Lieutenant Galesworth. I don't want your gratitude; I would rather fight you than help you.
When I came back, he had gone. A little later I heard you searching the rooms, and went out into the hall believing it might be he." "You saw nothing more of him?" "No." "Nor of the man you mistook for a guard?" She shook her head positively. "Only the once." Then, after hesitating, her eyes uplifted to mine." Lieutenant Galesworth, you did not encounter Captain Le Gaire alive in the hall?"
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