There is consolation--and even flattery--in being plundered by a gentleman." She made a short gesture which took in house, plantation and all the Cary possessions.

"I regret sincerely that we have nothing left; yet I beg you--help yourself." Colonel Morrison bit his lip, half in vexation and half in amusement.
"At least you make my undertaking a difficult one, although I must admit, I hardly blame you." And then, with a quick, searching look, "Are there any rebels hidden in your house ?" "No," she answered.
"No wounded officers--or refugees of any kind ?" "None." "You give me your word for this--your oath ?" The Southern woman's head went up and her eyes flashed.

"I do," she said contemptuously and moved away.
"Thank you," was the grave reply, and he turned to dismiss his men.

Then a thought struck him and he detained her with a gesture.
"Pardon me, but if it _was_ true--if a brother or a father--was concealed in there--wouldn't your answer be the same ?" The answer that came proudly back did not amaze him.

"I would try to protect them--yes! Even with a _perjury_!" "Ah!" he said sharply.