Shepard, who had been introduced to the others by Madame Delaunay, did not have much to say, nor did the South Carolinians warm to him as they had to Harry.

A slight air of constraint appeared and Harry was glad when the dinner was over.

Then he and St.Clair slipped away and spent the evening roaming about the city, looking at the old historic places, the fine churches, the homes of the wealthy and again at the earthworks and the harbor forts.

The last thing Harry saw as he turned back toward Madame Delaunay's was that defiant flag of the Union, still waving above the dark and looming mass of old Sumter.
He was unlocking the door to his room when Shepard came briskly down the hall, carrying his candle in his hand.
"I want to tell you good-bye, Mr.Kenton," he said, "I thought we were to be together here at the inn for some time, but it is not to be so." "What has happened ?" "It appears that my room had been engaged already by another man, beginning tomorrow morning.

I was not informed of it when I came here, but Madame Delaunay has recalled the fact and I cannot doubt the word of a Charleston lady.