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She found that she had a woman's heart, and that she had given it irrevocably to Warren Hilland. She did not tell him so far from it. The secret seemed so strange, so wonderful, so exquisite in its blending of pain and pleasure, that she did not tell any one. Hers was not the nature that could babble of the heart's deepest mysteries to half a score of confidants.
The great organizer, McClellan, had made soldiers of the vast army; and had he been retained in the service as the creator of armies for other men to lead, his labors would have been invaluable. At last, to the deep satisfaction of Graham and Hilland, their regiments were brigaded together, and they frequently met.
Go on, Graham, go on;" for the young man had stopped to take a sip of wine. "Yes, Graham," cried Hilland, springing to his feet; "what next?" "I fear we are doing Mr. Graham much wrong," Grace interrupted. "He must be going far beyond his strength." The young man had addressed his words almost solely to the major, not only out of courtesy, but also for a reason that Grace partially surmised.
"I must admit, though," he added to his old friend, who was also made comfortable in his chair, which Hilland had brought over, "that in my fall on the field of glory I made a sorry figure. I was held down by my horse and trampled on as if I had been a part of the 'sacred soil." "'Field of glory, indeed!" exclaimed Hilland, contemptuously.
He knew that he could not leave helpless Grace Hilland to the care of strangers, and that there was no place for him in the world but at her side; and yet it was with something of the timidity and hesitation of a lover that he asked her, as they paced a shady garden-walk, "Grace, dear Grace, will you marry me?"
The brigade in which were the friends passed through another fearful baptism of fire in the main conflict and the pursuit which followed, and were in Virginia again, but with ranks almost decimated. Graham and Hilland still seemed to bear charmed lives, and in the brief pause in operations that followed, wrote cheerful letters to those so dear, now again at their seaside resort.
See, a sword is between their names. I wish they had been together. Oh, I wish Hilland could be kept out of the field!" "There it is, Alford," began his aunt, irritably; "you men who don't believe anything are always the victims of superstition. Bad omen, indeed!"
She had written to Hilland of Graham, and of her enjoyment of his society, dwelling slightly on his disposition to make himself agreeable without tendencies toward sentiment and gallantry. Love is quick to take alarm, and although Graham was his nearest friend, Hilland could not endure the thought of leaving the field open to him or to any one a day longer.
I shall be my own hostler for a short time, and must work an hour over him after the run he's had." "Well," exclaimed Hilland, as he passed into the house with his wife, "I admit that Graham has changed. He was always great on tramps, but I never knew him to care for a horse before."
"Hilland knows that the loss of a little blood as pale and watery as mine would be of small account," was Graham's laughing response. "Well, to begin at the beginning, I followed Patterson till convinced that his chief impulse was to get away from the enemy. I then hastened to Washington only to learn that McDowell had already had a heavy skirmish which was not particularly to our advantage.
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