"That will be enough," he said, rising and presenting the pass to Mercy; "I will see you through the lines myself, and arrange for your being sent on by the railway.

Where is your luggage ?" Mercy pointed toward the front door of the building.

"In a shed outside the cottage," she answered.

"It is not much; I can do everything for myself if the sentinel will let me pass through the kitchen." Horace pointed to the paper in her hand.

"You can go where you like now," he said.