"What do you see?" his friend asked.
"Strange!" he muttered, half to himself. "It is only a resemblance, of course, but I fancied I saw there a face I know, looking out at me. It is gone now."
Whatever it was, the sight appeared to sober as well as perplex him. He took leave of his friend, and, drawing back to join his regiment, brought his horse round rather roughly against Miss Hamilton's carriage.
"I beg your pardon, madam!" he said at once, taking off his hat to the veiled lady he saw there.
He must have thought her scarcely courteous; for she merely nodded, and immediately turned her face away.
He rode slowly on, looking back once more to the hospital window, and in a few minutes was out of sight.
"Will you get out now?" asked the driver.
Margaret started.
"Why, yes."