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"Sit here, Nancy," directed Gurley, "and hold on to Bob; otherwise I am afraid he will fall out." Nancy sprang into the wagon and made Goddard as comfortable as she could. Miss Metoaca, who had been occupied in putting her luggage under the seat, clambered into the vehicle and sat down by Symonds. The mules had been hitched to the wagon by the sergeant and two troopers.
"Tell the ladies I will be right down," she called to the waiting servant, and, true to her words, she joined them without further loss of time. "My dear Miss Metoaca," began Mrs. Arnold pompously, but the look in the spinster's red eyes went straight to her heart, and she threw her arms impulsively about her in a warm embrace without completing her sentence.
"What do you want?" inquired Miss Metoaca, seeing that neither of them spoke. "The copy of the despatch from the adjutant general's office dropped by Colonel Mitchell last night." "Haven't such a thing. Wouldn't know it if I saw it," snapped Miss Metoaca. "Symonds, you and the sergeant can step outside." Lloyd waited until they were well out of hearing.
"The military commission will undoubtedly believe that Nancy, realizing that Lloyd could prove she was a rebel spy, resorted to murder to silence the one man whose evidence would hang her. I fear, I greatly fear, Nancy will have a hard time convincing the commission that, if not actually the criminal, she did not connive at Captain Lloyd's death." "It is an outrage!" fumed Miss Metoaca.
"They also said that it was just possible that the last five days in the saddle without sufficient food or sleep might have produced heart failure, but they judged that extremely unlikely " "I don't call that bad news," broke in Miss Metoaca. "Seems to me that statement clears Nancy absolutely."
"I have no further questions to ask this witness," said Dwight. "Do you wish to cross-examine her, Mr. Judge Advocate?" "Miss Newton," began the judge advocate, "have you taken the 'oath'?" "I was under the impression you had just administered it to me," exclaimed Miss Metoaca, mildly. "I mean the oath of allegiance," reddening. "No, sir." "Nor the accused?" "Neither of us, sir.
Sam wheeled about and a gasp escaped him. "You? Nancy!" The doctor gazed incredulously at the stooping, gray-haired woman who hobbled into the room and closed the door. For answer Nancy straightened her bent shoulders and removed the gray wig. "I found Martha Crane with Aunt Metoaca," she explained, seating herself by the desk.
When she finally entered the room she was dressed for walking. "Do you think the authorities would allow me to send a telegram, John?" she asked, after a few words of greeting. "I don't know, Nancy; Colonel Smith is very strict. But I can ask him. Is it important?" "Aunt Metoaca has just received a letter from our cousin, Mrs.
Nancy was immediately carried off by an impatient partner for the next dance, and Miss Metoaca was left chatting with Senator Warren and Lord Lyons, the British minister. Mrs. Arnold, flushed with her labors as hostess, stopped near them, and the Englishman turned at once and complimented her on the decorations of her ball-room.
"By order of the President, I was allowed to hear the result of the autopsy held this morning." "What was it?" demanded Miss Metoaca breathlessly. "After a prolonged and careful examination, the surgeons declare that they could find no wound or mark of violence on Captain Lloyd's body; nor any trace of poison in his system.
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