"WHERE IS THE OTHER UNIFORM?" SHE SAID.
"Where is the other uniform?" she said.
"Pardon me," said William. "I do not understand."
"No more do I," the woman answered. "But my heart is broke."
William had smiled, but the woman had stepped out into the snow as if to avoid him, and had hurried past.
"Poor crazy creature!" said the young officer to himself. "She looked at me as if she knew me."
But he could not rid himself altogether of that reproachful look for quite some time. And another thing that puzzled him was the strange conduct of the landlord at the City Arms.
"I had a guest at my house not long ago," said he, upon one occasion, "who favored you most wonderfully. His name was Blount of Albany. Know you aught of him?"
Two or three people had spoken of the same resemblance, and told of the disappearance of the lad from up the river.
A suspicion had entered William's mind, but he kept it to himself. Soon, however, was it to be confirmed beyond all doubt.