Love under Fire by Randall Parrish
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interest in the affair. But it's altogether different with me. It's
merely accident that I rode in here this morning, and I immediately discover the woman I am engaged to marry was out all night riding around with a stranger, eating breakfast with him when I arrive. Do you suppose that is pleasant?" "No; yet my explanation ought to be sufficient." "Explanation! You have made none." "Oh, yes; Judge Moran told you the circumstances." I heard him stomp roughly across the floor, his spurs clanking. "Explanation, nothing! Who is the fellow?" "Really I don't know." "Don't know? Do you mean to say you rode with him alone all night, and took breakfast with him this morning, without even learning his name?" "He said his name was Galesworth, but I don't know that he told the truth." "You pretend indifference well," the man sneered. "It is no pretence; I am indifferent. Why should I be otherwise? I am not interested in spies. I may assist one through the lines to serve the Confederacy, but that is no evidence that I feel any personal interest in the man. Anyhow that is the extent of my knowledge in this case, and |
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