Mohun; Or, the Last Days of Lee and His Paladins. / Final Memoirs of a Staff Officer Serving in Virginia. from the Mss. of Colonel Surry, of Eagle's Nest.

by John Esten Cooke

Judge Conway glanced at the speaker with eyes full of sudden rage.

“Who are you, madam,” he exclaimed, “who makes this impudent claim of belonging to my family?”

“I have already told you,” was the satirical reply of the woman.

“And you, sir!” exclaimed the old judge, suddenly turning and confronting Darke, “perhaps you, too, are a member of the Conway family?”

“Not exactly,” was the cold reply.

“Your name, sir!”

“Mortimer Davenant.”

Judge Conway gazed at the speaker with stupor.

“You that person?—you the son of General Arthur Davenant?”

“Yes, I am the son of General Arthur Davenant of the Confederate States army—General Davenant, whom you hate and despise as a felon and murderer—and I have come here to-night to relieve him of that imputation; to tell you that it was I and not he, who murdered your brother!