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"It is the oath of fealty," said Ailsa in a hushed voice. "It was not necessa'y," said Celia coldly. "My husband is sufficient to keep me harmless. . . . But I know what I feel in my heart, Honey-bud; and so does eve'y Southern woman God help us all. . . . Is that little Miss Lynden going with us?" "Letty? Yes, of course." Celia began to undress.

And now he would have gone to her, hands outstretched, haggard face joyously illumined; but she stepped back with a swift gesture that halted him; and in her calm, unfriendly gaze he hesitated, bewildered, doubting his senses. "Ailsa, dear, is anything wrong?" "I think," she said quietly, "that we had better not let Colonel Arran see how wrong matters have gone between us. He is very badly hurt.

"I saw Ailsa's house burn," she said slowly. "Marye-mead. When?" "This mo'ning, Curt. Phil thinks it was the shells from the gun-boats. It can't be he'ped now; it's gone. So is Edmund Ruffin's. And I wish I knew where that child, Ailsa, is. I'm that frightened and mise'ble, Curt " An orderly suddenly appeared at the door; her husband kissed her and hurried away.

The man's forehead was bound with a blood-stained bandage of dirty cloth. Ailsa Mowbray's gentle eyes widened. Her firm lips perceptibly tightened. Direct as a shot came her inquiry. "What's amiss?" she demanded. She was addressing the white man, but her eyes were steadily regarding the Indian. A moment later a second inquiry came. "Why is Keewin here? Why is he wounded?" The Padre replied.

"Doctor Fordyce, at last!" struck in Ailsa excitedly, as the door-bell and knocker clashed and the butler's swift footsteps went along the hall. "Now we shall know, Mr. Cleek oh, now we shall know for certain!" "And so shall all the world," he replied as the door opened and the doctor was ushered into the room.

What a regiment! all the soldiers are mere boys, they say wilful, reckless, hair-brained boys who don't know can't know where they're going. . . . And Curt is so blind without his glasses, and Captain Lent is certainly a little mad, and I'm most distracted myse'f " "Darling darling don't cry!" "Cry? Oh, I could die, Ailsa.

Miss Lorne advised against it, and, as I am always guided by her, I said nothing of the matter to anybody." "Was that wrong, do you think, Mr. Narkom?" queried Ailsa anxiously.

With methods of smiling "hustle" he took charge of the work at the Fort, and promptly released the overburdened Allan for the important work of the trail. Nor was Ailsa Mowbray the least affected by the new partner's coming.

Her gunwales rubbed and squeaked along the straining piles green with sea slime; deck chains clinked, cog-wheels clattered, the stifling smell of dock water gave place to the fresher odour of the streets. "I would like to walk uptown," said Ailsa Paige. "I really don't care to sit still in a car for two miles. You need not come any farther unless you care to."

For, of course, all women liked to look fair in the eyes of Peter Carew, quite indifferent to the fact that in all probability he scarcely saw them. But Ailsa Grenville could not have looked other than fair to any man, though to some she looked so much more besides.

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