"I understand you, madam," said Scoville, bowing. "I can only repeat
my assurances of your safety and express my regret--"
"Oh, shame!" cried Miss Lou, whose anger and indignation now passed
all bounds. "We are NOT in the deepest stress of trouble, and you,
Mrs. Whately, are the last one to say it. I saw this gentleman's
sabre poised at your son's throat long enough to have killed him
twice over, and he did not do it, even in the excitement of
defending his own life. After Mrs. Baron's words he again assures us
of safety. What did you all predict would happen immediately when
Northern soldiers came? Whether I am refined or not, I am at least
grateful. Lieutenant, please come with me. I will try to prove that
I appreciate your courtesy and forbearance," and she led the way
from the room.
He bowed ceremoniously to Mr. Baron and the ladies, then followed
the girl, leaving them, almost paralyzed by their conflicting
emotions.
CHAPTER XVI
A SMILE ON WAR'S GRIM FACE
Miss Lou led the way to the broad, moonlit piazza.
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