"Perhaps not," said Leila, and they rode out of the woods and over the meadows. "Let us talk of something less sad."
"Well, Leila, a pleasant thing to discuss is Tom McGregor. I suspect him of a fortunate love affair with the daughter of the General at Fortress Monroe."
"Indeed—but what else? Oh, our own great debt to him!"
"Uncle Jim is considering that. We may trust him to be more than generous. Yes, surely. Now for a run over this grass. Can you take that fence?"
"Can I, indeed! Follow me, Jack."
"Anywhere. Everywhere, Leila!"
THE END
Books by
Dr. S. Weir Mitchell
Fiction