I've been talking it over with Mr.Moseley, and he is confident--" Suddenly Sandy rose and stood by the table.
"Don't be making any more plans for me," he said desperately; "I've made up me mind to enlist." "Enlist! In the army ?" "Yes; I've got to get away.

I must go so far that I can't come back; and, judge--I want to go to-morrow!" "Is it money matters ?" A long silence followed--of the kind that ripens confidence.

Presently Sandy lifted his haggard eyes: "It's nothing I'm ashamed of, judge; ye must take me word for that.

It's like taking the heart out of me body to go, but I've made up me mind.

Nothing on earth can change me purpose; I enlist on the morrow." The judge looked at him long and earnestly over his glasses, then he asked in calm, judicial tones: "Is her answer final ?" Sandy started from his chair.