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"When will you be up?" she inquired, flushing, as the old lady's sharp eyes pierced her through. "I really think, my dear, that you are less sensible than I took you to be," returned Mrs. Lightfoot. "It was very foolish of you to allow yourself to take a fancy to Dan. You should have insisted upon preferring Champe, as I cautioned you to do.
"Well, I hope your independence will come buttered," he remarked. "I doubt if you will find the taste of dry bread to your liking. By the way, do you intend to enter Jack Hicks's household?" "For a fortnight, perhaps. I've written to Judge Compton, and if he'll take me into his office, I shall study law." Champe gave a long whistle.
But Dan was living fast at college, and the Major's hints were thrown away. He read of "the Ambler girls who are growing into real beauties," and he skipped the part that said, "Your grandmother has taken a great fancy to Betty and enjoys having her about." "Here's something for you, Champe," he remarked with a laugh, as he tossed the letter upon the table.
During the usual Sunday-evening singing Champe laughed till Aunt Missouri threatened to send her to bed. Abner's card slipped from his hand and dropped face up on the floor. He fell upon it and tore it into infinitesimal pieces. "That must have been a love-letter," said Aunt Missouri, in a pause of the music. "You boys are getting 'most old enough to think about beginning to call on the girls."
"He'll fight about 'most anything, he says, if he jest gets roused an' that cert'n'y did rouse him. His nose bled a long time, too, and Champe whipped him, you know. But, when it was over, I asked him if I had as much sense as he had, and he said, 'Psha! you're just a girl. Wasn't that funny, mamma?" "There, there, Betty," was Mrs. Ambler's rejoinder.
Evident as were the difficulties in the way, no relief could be afforded by Major Lee, lest it might induce a belief that he was privy to the desertion, which opinion getting to the enemy, would peril the life of Champe.
Champe caught the boot, and carefully set it beside the door. "Well, she's welcome to be, as far as I'm concerned," he replied calmly. "Turn not your speaking eye upon me. I harbour no dark intent, Sir Galahad." "Damn Sir Galahad!" said Dan, and blew out the light.
"An' he says I'm nicer than Champe, too. He fought Champe 'cause he said I didn't have as much sense as he had an' I have, haven't I, mamma?" "Women do not need as much sense as men, my dear," replied Mrs. Ambler, taking a dainty stitch. "Well, anyway, Dan fought Champe about it," said Betty, with pride.
She was buried in Hollywood it was impossible to bring her through the lines they said and Betty and Mrs. Ambler have taken this very hardly." "And the Governor," said Dan, with a tremor in his voice as he thought of Betty. "And Jack Morson," added Champe, "he fell at Brandy Station when I was with him.
Two beauties in one family that was something to be proud of even in Virginia. It was at this romantic point that Champe shattered his visions by shooting a jest at him about the "love sick swain." "Oh, be off, and let a fellow think, won't you?" he retorted angrily. "Do you hear him call it thinking?" jeered Diggs, from the other side. "He doesn't call it mooning, oh, no," scoffed Champe.
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