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Challoner had both been in all the evening, he thought, and were still in; he looked at Sangster's agitated face curiously. "Was you wishing to see Mr. Challoner, sir?" "No oh, no. I only thought you need not tell him that I called." He went away wretchedly; he wondered if Christine knew and if so, what she must be thinking. He never slept all night.
They left Sangster's rooms and went to Jimmy's. "I asked Christine to come here the other day," Jimmy said with a short laugh as he fitted his key in the door. "She wouldn't, of course." "Why not?" "Because Cynthia had been here." He looked away from his friend's eyes. "I don't blame her. She'll never understand the difference.
"You old philosopher . . . I don't believe you've ever cared a hang for a woman in all your life." "Oh, yes I have." Sangster's eyes were staring past Jimmy, down the little room. "Really?" Jimmy was faintly incredulous. "Who was she wouldn't she have you?" "I never asked her, and she is married now to another man." "A decent fellow?"
He had spent so many nights dining and supping in similar places to Marnio's. All the waiters knew him. He wondered if they were surprised to see him without Cynthia Farrow. For weeks past he and she had been everywhere together. He met Sangster's quizzical eyes; he roused himself with an effort; he turned to Christine and began to talk.
It is 9 o'clock. Beauregard, as yet unaware of McDowell's new plan, sends an order to Ewell, on his right, to hold himself ready "to take the offensive, at a moment's notice," and directing that Ewell be supported in his advance, toward Sangster's cross-roads and the rear of Centreville, by Holmes's Brigade.
Don't think I'm blaming her I'm not; perhaps if she'd been a little older if she'd known a little more about the world she'd have been more tolerant; I don't know. Anyway, she's gone." He raised his humiliated eyes to Sangster's distressed face. "She will forgive you. She's hurt now, of course; but later on . . ." Jimmy shook his head. "She's made me promise to keep away from her for six months.
He was standing still now. He felt as if his limbs had lost all power of movement. His eyes were fixed on Sangster's averted face. After a moment Sangster hung up the receiver. He did not turn at once; when, at last, he moved, it was very slowly. He went across to Jimmy and laid a hand on his arm.
Beauregard proposes a plan of battle which is an immediate general advance of the Rebel centre and left, concentrating, from all the fords of Bull Run, upon Centreville, while the Rebel right advances toward Sangster's cross-roads, ready to fall either on Centreville, or upon Fairfax Court House, in its rear, according to circumstances. The plan proposed, is accepted at once by Johnston.
In the rear of the mansion is a fine lawn comprising a number of acres, around which winds a carriage drive bordered by grand old trees. We thought of the truthfulness of Mrs. Sangster's words as we gazed in admiration at these lovely trees: "Who plants a tree for fruit or shade, In orchard fair, on verdant slope; Who plants a tree a tryst has made With future years, in faith and hope."
Thus, by the evening of Wednesday, the 17th, Heintzelman is at Sangster's Station, while Tyler, Miles, and Hunter, are at Fairfax. It is a rather rough experience that now befalls the Grand Army of the Union.
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