Mathison had donned his uniform, his greatcoat, packed his kit-bags, and drawn the cotton-flannel bag over Malachi's cage. On his breast was pinned the bit of green ribbon. Presently he heard the signal on the door. George came in.
"A box fo' yo', suh.... My lan'!" he broke off.
"What's the matter?" asked Mathison, eying the box curiously.
"Dem regimentals! Is yo' an officer in de navy?"
"Yes, George. What's this box? Where did you get it?"
George jerked his thumb toward the partition.
"The woman next door?"
"Yes, suh!"
"She gave it to you for me?" astonished beyond measure.
"Yes, suh."