"They carried her off by a rope," said Cynthia.
"Where do you live?" asked the British General.
"Three miles away, along with my mother."
"Have you no father?"
"One, and four brothers."
"Where is your father?"
"In General Gates's army, Mr. Lord Cornwallis."
"Oh, he's a rebel, is he?"
"Yes, sir," said Miss Cynthia, proudly erect.
"And where are your brothers?"