"That will do, Jennie," the Senator commanded. "Women don't understand politics!"
"Thank God I don't understand that kind. I just know enough to be loyal to my Chief, when our life and his may depend on it—"
With a stamp of his heavy foot the Senator ended the discussion by leaving the room.
Jennie smiled sweetly as she extended her hand to Socola.
"I hope you were not alarmed, Signor. We never fight—"
"The President of the Confederacy is a very fortunate leader, Miss Jennie—"
"Why?"
"He has invincible champions—"
The girl blushed.
"I'm afraid we don't know much. We just feel things."