The anger died in her eyes and she took his outstretched hand.
"Of course, I understand—and I'm sorry. I appreciate the love you've given me. I wish in my heart I could have returned it. You deserve it—"
The Captain lifted his left hand.
"No pity, please. I'm man enough to fight—and I'm going to fight. You're not yet Signora Socola—"
The girl laughed.
"That's more like a soldier!"
"We'll be friends anyhow, Jennie?"
"Always."
The Captain left the Senator's house with a grim smile playing about his strong mouth. He had made up his mind to fight for love and country on the same base. He would ask for his transfer to the Secret Service of the Confederacy.