"Why Fred, you here?" she asked in surprise and with some hauteur. "I thought you had turned Yankee. When I heard of it I vowed I would never speak to you again."
"But you see you have," replied Fred, smiling.
"Are you sure the Yankees are coming?" she asked, ignoring Fred's remark.
"Perfectly sure."
"Oh! oh! oh! what will we do?"
"Drive them back with broomsticks," replied Fred, mischievously.
"What!" asked Kate, opening her eyes in astonishment.
"My pretty cousin, didn't you tell me when I was here that if the Yankees ever dare come near Nashville the women would turn out and beat them back with broomsticks?"
"You horrid thing!" exclaimed Kate. "I will never speak to you again; so there!" and she turned her back on him.