"Only Cousin Betty; I have to do all she says. She made a heap of regulations for my conduct, and put me on my honour to report to her when I break one. I always write my reports in a book and give it in to her. I made the book myself--its title is 'The sins of a Lifetime, being the Confessions of Miss Beatrice Truth Goode, of Boston.' And its motto is from that dearest Sir Walter Scott--'High minds most deeply feel thy pangs, Remorse.' Then I have to sew seams, for punishment, miles and miles of seams, I am sure. And now, Ned, I suppose you will have to lodge at Widow Giles. Mamma Edgar can't have you in the house after what your father said, but she will be delighted that you are looking after the place, we can't get a man to do anything. I don't understand the Canadian militia not coming in, when they know they have only to give their parole and go to their homes, where now just women and old men are trying to do the work; and as they can't put in crops enough, they will all be starving next winter. I am so glad you are sensible, and willing to be friends." Ned stood up very embarrassed, and realizing that these friends, the only ones he seemed to have, were by the unnatural laws of war his enemies. "Captain Goode," he said, "I must apologize to you and Miss Bee. I think I lost my senses in the bush, for I forgot we were at war till this minute. I cannot give my parole, so must surrender myself to you as a prisoner." CHAPTER VII. How Ned Planned to Justify Bee's Faith in Him. "I don't take prisoners at my table, Mr. Edgar," said Eli quietly, while the happy laughter died out of Bee's face and she looked bleakly at the two young men. "But I thought the war was over," she cried. "Brother Eli, you said that when the Americans had York and Newark, Upper Canada would realize that she must change her flags, and the Canadian militia would all come in and give their paroles not to fight any more, and then they would go to their farms; and now they are all staying in the bush, and even Ned, who I thought had come in, says he hasn't. What are you going to do with him?" "That is for you to say, Bee, you brought him in, and I presume you had better let him go out again. Some more coffee please, with lots of sugar." Bee was very silent the rest of the meal, then she took Ned to see the baby, which Chloe was nursing. Betty asked Ned eagerly after her men; she was thinking too much of Percy, of whose whereabouts they knew nothing, to notice Ned's embarrassment as he answered her. Then Bee and Ned were out in the garden by themselves. "What are you going to do?" Bee demanded. "With your permission, Miss Bee, I will go to our men at Stony Creek, or near. They have no communication with Kingston, so I can join them, and hope for a chance to retrieve my good name." "Yes, I understand, I suppose you must go on fighting," she answered with a wan smile. "Here is a bag of bread, and you have your gun. Good-bye."