"Was it hot, too?"
"Oh, Lord! Was it hot? If hell is any hotter I don't care to go to it."
"You talk as if that was your final destination," observed Katherine.
"That's as it may be," returned the Ensign. "I've often been invited to go, and several times I've been told that it was a fitting place of residence for such as I."
"I didn't know about that," said the Lieutenant, thoughtfully, referring to the fulfilment of the prophecy.
"You weren't here," explained Ronald. "It was before you came—in 1810, I think."
"Cousin Rob told me about her," said Beatrice. "He said she came to Uncle John's the same day he did, and he's seen her once or twice since. She always says that she sees much blood, then fire, and afterward peace."
"Yes," growled the Ensign; "she's for ever harping on blood. She stuck her claws into me that night, I remember—told me I should never have my heart's desire."
"What is your heart's desire?" asked Beatrice, lightly.