"Ah, this is something like," exclaimed her uncle. "I knew sleep and
thought would bring back good sense."
Mrs. Whately kissed her effusively and Mrs. Baron formally, the girl
submitting with like mien in both instances. Her cousin, in
accordance with his mood and the policy he had adopted, bowed
gallantly and with a touch of grandiloquence in his tone said, "I
again apologize before all for my most unfortunate act last
evening."
She only bowed silently in reply.
Then Whately assumed the air of one who had many and weighty matters
on his mind, his whole conversation conforming to the accepted
belief that they were facing a terrible emergency, and that he, as
the practical head of the family at such a time, must act decisively
for the best good and safety of all. "If I could be governed in this
instance," he said, "only by patriotic feeling I would advise the
destruction of all the forage on the place if convinced that the
Yanks were coming this way, but that would incite them to every
possible outrage.
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