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"It is necessary to have an understanding with some of them, or we might be taken; but a man without honor is worse than a brute. Do you think Major Dunwoodie is to be trusted?" "You mean on honorable principles?" "Certainly; you know Arnold was thought well of until the royal major was taken."
"You speak of him as if he were your mistress, Major Dunwoodie," observed the smiling spinster, glancing her eye at her niece, who sat pale and listening, in a corner of the room. "I love him as one," cried the excited youth. "But he requires care and nursing; all now depends on the attention he receives." "Trust me, sir, he will want for nothing under this roof."
Communicate what you know to them both, and urge them to instant departure. If they can reach the last pickets of our army before morning, it shall be my care that there are none to intercept them. There is better work for Major Dunwoodie than to be exposing the life of his friend."
Ay, I was mad when I saw him at the fireside, but he says to me, 'How would you like to be a gentleman yoursel', father? he says, and that so affected me 'at I'm to gie him his ain way." Another prisoner, Dave Langlands, was confronted with Dunwoodie. "John Dunwoodie's as innocent as I am mysel," Dave said, "and I'm most michty innocent. It wasna John but the Egyptian that gave the alarm.
"Would ye slanderize a lone woman, by saying she walks a camp at midnight? Here have I been slaping the long night, swaatly as the sucking babe." "Here, sir," said the sergeant, turning respectfully to Dunwoodie, "is something written in my Bible that was not in it before; for having no family to record, I would not suffer any scribbling in the sacred book."
"I do not think there was danger of personal outrage to any man, Colonel Wellmere, from a party that Major Dunwoodie commands," returned young Wharton, with a slight glow on his face.
Peyton Dunwoodie, left to himself, and no longer excited by the visions which youthful ardor had kept before him throughout the day, began to feel there were other ties than those which bound the soldier within the rigid rules of honor. He did not waver in his duty, yet he felt how strong was the temptation. His blood had ceased to flow with the impulse created by the battle.
Frances paused, with a feeling of conscious shame, for which she could not account; and, in raising her eyes, she saw Isabella studying her countenance with an earnestness that again drove the blood tumultuously to her temples. "You were speaking of Major Dunwoodie," said Isabella, faintly. "He was with Captain Singleton." "Do you know Dunwoodie? Have you seen him often?"
"What then would you have, mysterious being?" said Dunwoodie, hardly able to persuade himself that the form he saw was not a creature of the imagination. "Your good opinion," answered the peddler, with emotion. "I would wish all good men to judge me with lenity." "To you it must be indifferent what may be the judgment of men; for you seem to be beyond the reach of their sentence."
The absence of Dunwoodie seemed to her all-important, and the artless lady was anxiously devising some project that might detain her kinsman, and thus give her nephew the longest possible time. But very different were the reflections of Frances.
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