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Shelldrake, rocking violently in her chair, gave utterance to that peculiar clucking 'ts, ts, ts, ts, whereby certain women express emotions too deep for words. "Abel, roused by Hollins's question, answered, with a sudden energy, "'Love! there is no love in the world. Where will you find it? Tell me, and I'll go there. Love! I'd like to see it!
This writing is that d d scoundrel Hollins's, who deserted from our regiment." It is late that evening when Major Abbot returns to Willard's. He has found time to write a brief note to the doctor, which it was his intention to send by the orderly who bears the official order releasing the Warrens from surveillance. It suddenly occurs to him, however, that she may see the note.
That afternoon the regimental quartermaster returned from the city after a stay of thirty-six hours, thirty of which were unauthorized, and it was rumored that Colonel Raymond was very angry and had threatened extreme measures. It was this prospect, possibly, that shrouded Mr. Hollins's face in gloom, but most people were disposed to think that he had taken the engagement very much to heart.
And now, with a heart that beats more joyously despite the major's proper and conscientious effort to believe that he is not happier in his freedom, he is hastening back to the front, for his orders have come. Two things remain to be attended to before reporting for duty. He makes every effort to find Hollins's hiding-place, but without avail.
"Three times and out, say I," answers one of the party. "I heard some talk at division headquarters when I was up there last night: the general has a letter that Colonel Raymond wrote soon after he was exchanged, but if it be anything to Hollins's discredit I wonder he did not write to Putnam.
So it was not he who had driven that murderous knife into Hollins's throat! I watched him myself securely hidden. He came out of his shelter, crossed the cut, went through the belt of wood which I had just passed, and looked out across the park to the house all this I saw by cautiously edging through the trees and bushes behind me.
A month agone she wanted him to know of Mr. Hollins's evident attentions to Genevieve because it would probably, or possibly, spur him into some exertion on his own account. Now that she felt sure he had heard of it, and it had not spurred him, she was as anxious to conceal the fact that, both to Mrs. Winthrop and herself, these attentions were becoming alarming.
Shelldrake, rocking violently in her chair, gave utterance to that peculiar clucking, 'TS, TS, TS, TS, whereby certain women express emotions too deep for words. "Abel, roused by Hollins's question, answered, with a sudden energy "'Love! there is no love in the world. Where will you find it? Tell me, and I'll go there. Love! I'd like to see it!
He would change her name, too, give her another coat of paint, and take the figures off her sails, so that she could not be recognized from the description the Hollins's men would give of her when they went North.
May I ask if you have any inkling of Hollins's whereabouts." "Not even a suspicion. He simply dropped out of sight, and no man in the army appears to have set eyes on him since the night before Antietam. Colonel Putnam is investigating his accounts at Point of Hocks, and is most eager to get him." Major Abbot turns away with a heavy weight at heart.
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