You have no time to lose.

Before daybreak the supports of the column you have been foolishly resisting will be upon you .-- From one who would save YOU, but hates your cause." A smile of scorn passed his lips.

The handwriting was unknown and evidently disguised.

The purport of the message had not alarmed him; but suddenly a suspicion flashed upon him--that it came from Miss Faulkner! She had failed in her attempt to pass through the enemy's lines--or she had never tried to.

She had deceived him--or had thought better of her chivalrous impulse, and now sought to mitigate her second treachery by this second warning.