Love stories; United States -- History -- Civil War, 1861-1865 -- Fiction
After the surgeon had made his morning rounds the young girl
visited the men also. She found them doing well, and left them doing
better; for, in rallying the wounded, good cheer and hopefulness
can scarcely be over-estimated.
As she was returning the surgeon met her, and said, "Captain Lane
is already better for your first visit and impatient for another."
"Then he's both patient and impatient. A very contradictory and
improper condition to remain in. I can read to him at once, after
I have seen if mamma wishes anything."
"Please do; and with your permission I'll take a little walk, for
I, too, am restless from inaction."
"I don't think it's nice for you to read alone with that officer,"
said Roberta.
"I see no impropriety at all," cried Suwanee. "Yours and mamma's
rooms are but a few yards away, and you can listen to all we say
if you wish. If your colonel was sick and wounded at the North
wouldn't you like some woman to cheer him up?"
"No, not if she were as pretty as you are," replied Roberta,
laughing.
"Nonsense," said Suwanee, flushing. "For all I know this captain
is married and at the head of a large family.
"But I'm going to find out," she assured herself. "I shall investigate
this new species of genus homo who imagines me to be a saint. He
wasn't long in proving that Northern men were not what I supposed.
Now I shall give him the harder task of proving me to be an angel;"
and she walked demurely in, leaving the door open for any espionage
that her mother and sister might deem proper.
Lane's face lighted up the moment he saw her, and he said: "You
have robbed this day of its weariness already. I've had agreeable
anticipations thus far, and I'm sure you will again leave pleasant
memories."
"Then you are better?"
"Yes; thanks to you."
"You are given to compliments, as our Southern men are."
"I should be glad to equal them at anything in your estimation. But
come, such honest enemies as we are should be as sincere as friends.
I have meant every word I have said to you. You are harboring me,
an entire stranger, who presented my credentials at first very
rudely. Now you can ask me any questions you choose. You have
proved yourself to be such a genuine lady that I should be glad to
have you think that I am a gentleman by birth and breeding."
"Oh, I was convinced of that before you put your sabre in its
scabbard on the evening of your most unwelcome arrival, when you
spoiled our supper-party. You have since been confirming first
impressions. I must admit, however, that I scarcely 'reverence'
you yet, nor have I detected anything specially 'angelic.'"
"Your failure in these respects will be the least of my troubles.
I do not take back what I have said, however."
"Wait; perhaps you will. You are very slightly acquainted with me,
sir."
"You are much less so with me, and can't imagine what an obstinate
fellow I am."
"Oh, if I have to contend with obstinacy rather than judgment--"
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