"And do the people listen?" he asked.

"Sometimes they can't keep the street clear," was the reply.

And again they walked in silence. At last Montague asked, "What does
it mean?"

The Major shrugged his shoulders. "Perhaps another civil war," said
he.






CHAPTER II





Allan Momtague's father had died about five years before. A couple
of years later his younger brother, Oliver, had announced his
intention of seeking a career in New York. He had no profession, and
no definite plans; but his father's friends were men of influence
and wealth, and the doors were open to him. So he had turned his
share of the estate into cash and departed.

Oliver was a gay and pleasure-loving boy, with all the material of a