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Warren glanced impatiently at his watch. Miss Metoaca was to be the first witness for the defence, and he had promised to escort her to the trial.

There really is no prospect of our leaving winter quarters until later on." "In that case I will ask Aunt Metoaca's permission to go." "I expect to return day after to-morrow, Miss Newton; it would give me great pleasure to escort you to Winchester if you can arrange to go as soon as that." "I will talk it over with Aunt Metoaca," was Nancy's non-committal reply, and Goddard's face fell.

"Once for all, do you intend to give me that despatch, or not?" Nancy shrugged her shoulders. "It is impossible to give what we do not possess." Lloyd strode to the door and beckoned to the two women standing in the hall. "Search these ladies," he directed, pointing to Miss Metoaca and Nancy, "and see that you search them thoroughly. I am positive the older lady is padded."

In the first place, Goddard, being blind, had, and has, to feel his way about probably had to grope around Lloyd's body to locate his face which would undoubtedly have aroused the sleeping man...." "Wait a bit," interrupted Miss Metoaca. "Even if he did awaken Lloyd, the latter would have thought nothing of finding his friend by his bedside.

"And you call yourselves men!" ejaculated Nancy scornfully. "We fight mit Siegel for de Union," retorted the sentry, retreating to the hall, "and not mit rats." He shut the door and shot the bolt in place. Nancy was once again in solitary confinement. To Miss Metoaca and Senator Warren the days fled by all too quickly.

"I would give anything in the world if he were here," added Miss Metoaca, with emphasis. "He is devoted to Nancy." Warren silently echoed her wish as he piloted her into the room reserved for the witnesses. The judge advocate's first witness that morning was an elderly man who apparently did not relish his unexpected prominence before the public.

"I think you can solve this one," he touched the scar on his temple. "The blow from your revolver kept me in the hospital for some time." "Is the man crazy?" Miss Metoaca straightened indignantly in her chair. "My niece does not go around knocking men on the head, though she has broken some hearts."

With a sigh of satisfaction, Goddard settled himself next to Nancy in the seat directly across the aisle from Miss Metoaca. As the train pulled out from the depot a man swung himself aboard the back platform and slipped into a seat in the rear of the last car unseen by Goddard. "You look tired," said Goddard, glancing keenly at Nancy's pale face.

His voice unconsciously deepened on the last solemn word, and Miss Metoaca's face went gray. "I wish you men were not so fond of plain language," she exclaimed irritably. "Please remember they have not yet proved anything against Nancy." "Quite true. But you must also recollect, Miss Metoaca, that a military commission will accept evidence which a civil court would throw out."

And she led the way into the hall, where Warren detained her. "I only came to tell you that the military commission meets day after to-morrow, the tenth, to try Nancy." Miss Metoaca drew a long breath. "Anything is better than this suspense." Warren nodded understandingly. "I am to see Nancy to-morrow. The judge advocate has furnished me with a copy of the charges.