"Then your feelings continue all with the Northern men,
Daisy?"
"All -" I said.
I went back to my worsted work, but I had a sense that the doctor was studying me. One cannot judge, of course, of one's own manner, or know what is in it; so I cannot tell what had been in mine. The doctor sat and considered me; I thought, in some perplexity.
"Daisy's feelings are appreciated and returned by the Northern men," Mrs. Sandford said, laughing. "Rides and walks - how many rides and walks have you taken, Daisy, these forlorn weeks, with officers of the Northern army? Oh! they are not ungrateful."
Dr. Sandford made no answer, and when he spoke I knew he was not making answer to these words. But they startled me.
"Is there anybody engaged in this struggle, Daisy, that you are concerned for?"
"Certainly!" I said; - "several."
"I was not aware -" the doctor began.
"Some whom you know, and some whom you don't know, and on both sides."
"You have a cousin, I believe, somewhere in the Southern army.
He was at West Point, if I remember."