But you would bear a note to the general that no eyes but his must see.

It would not implicate you or yours; would only be a word of warning." "And you," she said quickly, "would be saved! They would come to your assistance! You would not then be taken ?" He smiled gently.
"Perhaps--who knows!" He sat down and wrote hurriedly.
"This," he said, handing her a slip of paper, "is a pass.

You will use it beyond your own lines.

This note," he continued, handing her a sealed envelope, "is for the general.

No one else must see it or know of it--not even your lover, should you meet him!" "My lover!" she said indignantly, with a flash of her old savagery; "what do you mean?
I have no lover!" Brant glanced at her flushed face.
"I thought," he said quietly, "that there was some one you cared for in yonder lines--some one you wrote to.