"Do you not see the yellow ?" I gestured toward the facings.

"You who belong to the Army ought to know." "Why do you think I belong to the Army ?" she asked, in a voice whose low sweetness was enough to impel any man to catch the mask from her face and throw it down the nearest well.
"You belong to the Army, and to Virginia," I said, "because you asked me what is my arm of the service; and because your voice could come from nowhere but Virginia.

Now since I have come so far to see you and have found you out so soon, why do you not confess that you are Miss Ellen?
Tell me your name, so that I may not be awkward!" "We have no names to-night," she answered.

"But I was just thinking; there is no Jack C.in the _Gazette_ who comes from Virginia and who wears a captain's straps.

I do not know who you are." "At least the game then is fair," said I, disappointed.