When she left, it was with a promise that she would come back again and see him; and Gordon knew that he had a friend in England of his own kind, and a truth somehow had slipped into his heart which set at odds many opinions which he had thought principles.

He had never thought to feel kindly toward a Yankee.
When Gordon was able to be out again, his father wished him to go and thank his former foe who had rescued him.

But it was too hard an ordeal for the boy to face.

Even the memory of Mrs.Wentworth could not reconcile him to this.
"You don't know how hard it is, father," he said, with that assurance with which boyhood always draws a line between itself and the rest of the world.

"Did you ever have to ask pardon of one who had fought you ?" General Keith's face wore a singular expression.