That we had done so did not prevent us from discussing it again. The Doctor seemed never to tire of presenting arguments for the complete abolition of slavery, while his even balance of mind allowed him to sympathize keenly with the political contention of the South.
We had been talking for half an hour or so, when we heard some one approaching.
The Doctor rose and admitted an officer. I saluted; then I was presented to Captain Auchmuty, of General Morell's staff.
"I am afraid that my visit will not prove pleasant, Doctor," he said. "General Morell has learned that Mr. Berwick is here, and proposes to borrow him, if possible."
The captain looked first at Dr. Khayme, and then at me; the Doctor looked at me; I looked at the ground.
The captain continued, "Of course, General Morell understands that he is asking a favour rather than giving an order; but if he knows the circumstances, he believes you are ready to go anywhere you may be needed."
"General Morell is very kind," said I; "may I know what work is required of me?"
"Nothing is required; that is literally true." said Captain Auchmuty. "General Morell asks a favour; if you will be so good as to accompany me to his tent, you shall have the matter explained."
The courtesy with which General Morell was treating me--for he could just as easily have sent for me by his orderly--made me think myself his debtor.
"I will go with you, Captain," said I; "good-by, Doctor."