The words were uttered in the simplest manner possible. The strange woman smiled as sweetly as she spoke, and seemed as far from being guilty of a deliberate imposture as before.
“And you saw the fight at Reams’s, too?”
“Yes, sir; I saw it two months before it took place. There was a man killed running through the yard of a house, and they told me, afterward, he was found dead there.”
“Have you had any visions, since?”
“Only one, sir.”
“Lately?”
“Yes, sir.”
“What did you see?”
“It was not much, sir. I saw the Federal people on horses, watering their horses in a large river somewhere west of here, and the vision said the war would be over about next March.”
Mohun smiled.