be credited.

"Oh, Frank!" she exclaimed, eagerly, "it seems all too good to be true.
How came you here?"

"Hunting after you, my fair lady. Did you suppose you could disappear
as mysteriously as you did last night without my being early on the
trail? Have these people injured you in any way?" And he glanced about
him with a threat in his gesture.

"Oh, no, Frank," hastily; "every one has been most kind. It was a mere
mistake. But how strangely you are dressed! how very rough you look!"

He laughed, but still retained his warm clasp of her hands.

"Not the pomp and circumstance of glorious war which you expected,
girl?" he asked lightly. "But we have all sorts of conditions to meet
down here, and soon learn in Rome to do as the Romans do."

As he finished speaking he perceived me for the first time, and his
face changed instantly into cold sternness. I saw him sweep one hasty
glance around, as though he suspected that I might not be alone, and
his hand fell once more upon his sword hilt, in posture suggestive of
readiness for action.

"Who have we here?" he asked, staring at me in amazement. "A Johnny
Reb?"

"Whatever I am," I retorted, my gorge rising suddenly at his
contemptuous term, and stepping out into the room before him, "I at