I have lived too long not to read a face at a glance.

His eyes are honest." "Thanks, Gretchen," murmured I from above.

I was playing the listener; but, then, she was only a barmaid.
"And it is so long," went on the contralto, "since I have seen a man--a strong one, I wish to see if my power is gone." "Aha!" thought I; "so you have already laid plans for my capitulation, Gretchen ?" "But," said the bass voice once more, "supposing some of the military should straggle along?
There might be one who has seen you before.
Alas! I despair! You will not hide yourself; you will stay here till they find you." I fell to wondering what in the world Gretchen had done.
"I have not been to the village since I was a little girl.

Dressed as I am, who would recognize me?
No one at the castle, for there is no one there but the steward.

Would you send me away ?" "God forbid! But this American?
You say you can read faces; how about the other one ?" Silence.
"Yes; how about him ?" Said Gretchen: "We are not infallible.