The Eagle's Shadow

by James Branch Cabell

After luncheon Billy had a quiet half-hour with the Colonel in the

smoking-room.

Said Billy, between puffs of a cigar:

"Peggy's changed a bit."

The Colonel grunted. Perhaps he dared not trust to words.

"Seems to have made some new friends."

A more vigorous grunt.

"Cultured lot, they seem?" said Mr. Woods. "Anxious to do good in the

world, too--philanthropic set, eh?"

A snort this time.