"Young man, I am proud of you," he said, "and I shall mention you to
the General Officers in my next report. We need such men as you
to-day."

"I don't care for any honour," Dane replied. "I only want an answer to
that letter, so I can get away early in the morning. Davidson is
pretty anxious up river."

"Why, sure enough," the Major agreed. "I must not keep you longer than
is necessary."

Opening the envelope, which was marked with a big broad arrow, he drew
forth the paper within, unfolded it, and glanced rapidly over the
contents. As he did so, a serious expression overspread his face, and
he remained a minute or two lost in deep thought.

All this Jean had heard and seen from the door where she was standing
with the dishes in her hands. When, however, the Major began to read
the letter, she stepped outside, and placed the cups, saucers, and
plates upon the table. It was then that Dane first saw her, and his
eyes opened wide with surprise and admiration. Presently Jean turned,
and seeing the courier's ardent gaze, her eyes dropped, and a deep
flush of embarrassment suffused her face. This all happened in a few
seconds, but in that brief space of time that quaint little archer,
Cupid, had been busy, and two youthful hearts had been pierced by his
subtle arrows.

Never before had Dane beheld such a vision of loveliness and maidenly
charm. The girl fascinated him, and moved by a sudden impulse, he was