"I fear some damage will be done."
"Hem, hem! Sumter has fallen."
"So I have heard."
"Deuce take it!" thought Mr. Diggs aside, "she is as cool as an iceberg, and I am getting flurried. What had I better say or do next?" Then a short pause.
"Some of your friends will doubtless take part in the coming struggle," he finally said.
"I fear they will be rash enough to do so," she replied.
"And some may go to return no more,"—voice and eyes were growing pathetic.
"Alas! such is too often the fate of war."
"I have concluded to enter the army."
"A great many young men are now talking of going into the army."