"Yes."
"I'll wait a day and try again—"
"You knew of Captain Welford's death, I suppose?"
Socola started and turned pale.
"No—"
"He died and was buried two days ago near the spot where General Stuart sleeps."
The lover was stunned for a moment. The hidden thought flashed through his mind that she might have married Welford in the reaction over her discovery of his deception. He opened his lips to ask the question and held his peace. It was impossible. She couldn't have done such a thing. He put the idea out of his heart.
"Thank you for the information, dear madame," he answered gravely, turned and left the building.
He walked quickly to his hotel, hired a negro to get him a wreath of roses and meet him at the cemetery gate. He had just placed them on Welford's grave as Jennie suddenly appeared.
She stopped, transfixed in astonishment—her eyes wide with excitement.