“She ought to.”
“But no word from me! Silence for weeks!”
Her voice was low, but she evidently had found courage. “I have not heard one word—not a letter has come to me—since I left my aunt's home.”
“Do you feel sure that he loves you just the same? You don't need letters?”
“Oh no! I don't need letters.”
“But in my case?”
“I could see that she loves you very much. She stood out before them all, Captain Mayo. That sort of a girl does not need letters.”
“You have put new courage in me. I believe you understand just how a girl would feel. You know a Yankee! He expects to find a friend just where he left him, in the matter of affection.”
“A girl does not need to be a Yankee to be that way in her love.”
“I can't sneak around to her by the back way—I can't do that!” he cried. “I don't want to be ashamed of myself. I don't want to bring more trouble to her. Don't you think she will wait for me until I can come—and come right!”