"They tell me she 's old Gillis's daughter over to Bethune." "They tell you, do they ?" a sudden gleam of anger darkening his gray eyes.

"Who tell you ?" "Sure, Bob, an' thet 's nuthin' ter git mad about, so fur as I kin see.
The story is in iverybody's mouth.

It wus thim sojers what brought ye in thet tould most ov it, but the lieutenant,--Brant of the Seventh Cavalry, no less,--who took dinner here afore he wint back after the dead bodies, give me her name." "Brant of the Seventh ?" He faced her fairly now, his face again haggard and gray, all the slight gleam of fun gone out of it.

"Was that the lad's name ?" "Sure, and didn't ye know him ?" "No; I noticed the '7' on his hat, of course, but never asked any questions, for his face was strange.

I didn't know.