All eyes were turned upon it.

Hamilton recoiled, as pale as death, half lifting his hands, as if to ward off a deadly blow, and then a gay flag was flung out over his head.

He saw before him the girl he had shot; but her beautiful face was not waxen now, nor was it cold or lifeless.

The rich red blood was strong under the browned, yet delicate skin, the eyes were bright and brave, the cherry lips, slightly apart, gave a glimpse of pearl white teeth, and the dimples,--those roguish dimples,--twinkled sweetly.
Colonel Clark looked on in amazement, and in spite of himself, in admiration.

He did not understand; the sudden incident bewildered him; but his virile nature was instantly and wholly charmed.