"Quite, I think. I was told by Mr. Lumpkin; and he knows all the Southern doings, and people."
"Then he ought not to be here." I said. "He may let them know our doings."
"Ours!" said Mrs. Sandford. "How fierce you are. Is Major Fairbairn South or North? I don't remember."
"From Maine."
"Well. But, Daisy, what will your father and mother say to you?"
There was no use in considering that question. I dismissed it, and got ready for the major and my horse. Mounted, my companion asked me, where should we go? I had considered that point; and after a little pause asked, as coolly as I could, where there were any troops drilling in cavalry or artillery exercises. Major Fairbairn pondered a minute and told me, with rather a rueful countenance.
"Let us go there first," I said. "It is an old story to you; but I never saw such a thing. I want to see it and understand it, if I can."
"Ladies like to see it, I know," said the major.
"You think, we cannot understand it?"
"I don't see how you should."