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Simply the obligation of a gentleman, a man of honor, albeit a quixotic one. Oh, noble resolution! He would go to his grave silent, loading upon her the weight of an obligation, from which she should never escape. When the war was over she might marry that man on the Wabash whom she had been so anxious to save that she had pretended love for him Sempland!
"It would be greatly to Lacy's credit," had flashed into his mind, "if he could manage to die in some such heroic action." Lacy and Sempland knew what the general thought, and Sempland could think of no words to bridge over the pause. "You see," at last said Lacy, smiling satirically at Sempland, "the general understands. You would better let me go." "No. The thing sometimes works.
Sempland was ordinarily a reticent and a quiet man, but this possibility awoke him into action. He pleaded so long and so hard, and so determinedly that he overbore the other man, and finally wrung from him a grudging assent to his request. "If the general is willing, I'll give you my chance." "Thank you. God bless you! If I don't come back, remember that you're to make a man of yourself for her."
They were all in full uniform and made a most impressive sight. It was a highly dramatic moment, full of menace to the woman. As for Sempland, he scarcely comprehended it. "The court-martial!" whispered Fanny Glen, fearfully, instinctively shrinking closer to Sempland as she spoke. That officer knew, of course, that no court-martial was ever inaugurated in that manner, but he said nothing.
I will never do anything wrong again if you won't send me away!" she pleaded. It was, indeed, a sweeping promise, one she could scarcely have kept. "There are other ways by which Miss Fanny Glen might disappear," said Beauregard, gravely. "How, sir?" "You might change your name again!" "Change my name?" "Yes. You might become Mrs. Rhett Sempland, let us say!"
I do not understand it. I never thought him a coward." "Nor am I, sir!" panted a voice out of the darkness, as a pale and breathless man burst through the group surrounding the general. "Mr. Sempland!" "For God's sake, sir, am I in time? The boat?" "Gone." "How long? Call her back!" "It is too late. She has been gone ten minutes. Where were you, sir?" "Who took her out?" "Major Lacy.
"Captain Sempland, as a soldier, I am sure you will acquiesce in the views of your brother officers." Sempland bit his lip. Fanny Glen nestled closer to him and looked up at him beseechingly. "Oh, General!" he said at last. "Isn't there some way out of it?" "There may be," said the general, solemnly. "Let me think a moment. Suppose ah, suppose, Miss Fanny Glen were to disappear?"
Gentlemen," to the others, "you are all witnesses to this rehabilitation of Captain Sempland." The room was instantly filled with the sound of hearty cheering from the officers in attendance. "General Beauregard, you have overwhelmed me," faltered Sempland as soon as he could make himself heard. "I have done nothing to deserve this honor." Beauregard stepped nearer to him.
"I wouldn't say that, Miss Glen, if I were you," exclaimed Major Lacy, quietly entering the room through one of the long windows opening on the veranda. "Ah, Sempland, have you told your little tale?" "Yes." "Exposed me to this young lady?" "I have." "And condemned me as an utter scoundrel, a blackguard?" "Not quite.
And it took more courage to defy custom, convention, propriety, to come here and tell you the same things. No, Miss Glen, Sempland only lacks opportunity. Fortune has not been kind to him. In that settlement after the war there will be a struggle I'll warrant you." "See! He can speak nobly of you," cried Fanny Glen, turning reproachfully to Sempland.
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