"Do not assume that tone to me, Horatio: it wounds me to the heart," said Homer, in a deprecatory tone. "If we are enemies because you choose to oppress our people, I cannot help it; but we will still be brothers."
"The attack upon Fort Sumter was made by the South; and thus far, at least to the extent that I have been informed, the South has been the assailant; and you say that I choose to oppress your people. They have taken the sword, and they will perish by the sword."
Captain Passford could not trust his feelings any longer to remain with his brother, and he left the room. In the hall he met Florry, who had been lying in wait for him for over an hour. She threw herself on his neck as she had done before; but she found her father full of energy, and he was not even willing to use his minutes to caress her.
"What is the matter, papa?" asked the fair girl, astonished at the manner of her father, for she had never before seen him so agitated.
"Do not ask me any questions, Florry, for I have not time to answer them now," said he hastily. "Go to your room and pack all your things as quick as you possibly can, and without saying a word to any one."
"Why, papa!"
"Not a word, my dear child," he added, kissing her.
"It will not take me five minutes, papa; for I have been packing my trunk this afternoon, when I had nothing else to do."
"Where is your room, Florry?"
"It is on the lower floor, next to the library."