"Morrison's cavalry! They won't hurt _you_; but I'll have to get to the woods again! Good-by, honey! Good-by!" He kissed her hurriedly and started for the door, but shrank into the shadow at sight of a blue-clothed watcher sharply outlined on the crest of a distant rise.

Escape was cut off, and the hunted soldier turned to Virgie in his need.
"Shut the door--quick!" She obeyed in silence.

"Lock it!" She turned the rusty key, and waited.

"Now the windows! Hurry, but do it quietly." She closed the clumsy shutters and set the heavy bars into their slots; then the man came forward, knelt down before her and took her hands.
"Listen, Virginia," he whispered earnestly; "don't you remember how your dear, dear mother--and I, too, darling--always told you never to tell a lie ?" "An' I haven't, Daddy-man," she protested, wondering.

"'Deed, an' 'deed, I haven't.