Ranson, "and, believe me, I am in no trouble--no trouble, I assure
you. In fact, I am quite the most contented man in the world. Mrs.
Bolland, in spite of the cloud, the temporary cloud which rests upon
my fair name, I take great pride in announcing to you that this young
lady has done me the honor to consent to become my wife. Her father,
a very old and dear friend, has given his consent. And I take this
occasion to tell you of my good fortune, both in your official
capacity and as my friend."

There was a chorus of exclamations and congratulations in which Mrs.
Bolland showed herself to be a true wife and a social diplomatist. In
the post-trader's daughter she instantly recognized the heiress to
the Ranson millions, and the daughter of a Senator who also was the
chairman of the Senate Committee on Brevets and Promotions. She fell
upon Miss Cahill's shoulder and kissed her on both cheeks. Turning
eagerly upon Mrs. Truesdale, she said, "Alice, you can understand how
I feel when I tell you that this child has always been to me like one
of my own."

Carr took Ranson's hand and wrung it. Sergeant Clancey grew purple
with pleasure and stole back to the veranda, where he whispered
joyfully to a sentry. In another moment a passing private was seen
racing delightedly toward the baseball field.

At the same moment Lieutenants Crosby and Curtis and the regimental
adjutant crossed the parade ground from the colonel's quarters and
ran up the steps of Ranson's hut. The expressions of good-will, of
smiling embarrassment and general satisfaction which Lieutenant
Crosby observed on the countenances of those present seemed to give
him a momentary check.