We wish you well." "Good-by.

I hope that all of you will be shot by our brave troops before night!" The wish was uttered with the most extraordinary energy and fierceness.
For the first time she had raised her level tone, and the lifted eyes that looked into Dick's were blazing with hate.

He uttered an exclamation and stepped back.

Then he recovered himself and said politely: "Madame, I do not wish any such ill to you or yours." But she had resumed her knitting, and Dick, without another word, walked out of the house, followed by the sergeant and his men.
"I did not know a woman could be so vindictive," he said.
"Our army has killed two of her sons," said the sergeant.

"To her we, like all the rest of our troops, are the men who killed them." "Perhaps that is so," said Dick thoughtfully, as he remounted.
They rode beside the walk and out at the open gate.