"That's hardly a fair comparison." "The fairest in the world. The rebels have insulted their own mother--the parent that fostered, protected, and loved them. They undertook to run away from her; and when she attempts to bring them back to their duty, they kick, and scratch, and bite; and you admire them because they fight well." "I stand convicted, Commodore Portington. I never took this view of the matter; I acknowledge that you are right," said Mr. Pillgrim. Somers, who had been an attentive listener to the conversation, thought the lieutenant yielded very gracefully, and much more readily than could have been expected; but then the logician was a commodore, and perhaps it was prudence and politeness on his part to agree with his powerful superior. After dinner the party took a ride to the beach and to the Glen; and after an early tea, Somers and Pillgrim, who were to be fellow-passengers to Philadelphia, where the Chatauqua was fitting out, began to demonstrate in the direction of their departure. Kate, though she had been tolerably playful during the afternoon, had, in the main, carried out her good resolution to be proper. She had not been impudent--hardly pert; and deprived of this convenient mask for whatever kindness she might have entertained towards the young ensign, she seemed to be very cold and indifferent to him. She was more thoughtful, serious, and earnest than when they had met on former occasions. He could not help asking himself what he had done to produce this marked change in her conduct. "Good by, Miss Portington," said he, when he had taken leave of her father and mother. "Good by, Mr. Somers. Shall I hear from you when you reach your station?" she asked, presenting her hand. "If you desire it." "If I desire it! Why, Mr. Somers, you forget that I am deeply interested in your success." "Perhaps, if I do anything of which you would care to learn, the newspapers may inform you of the fact," replied Somers, with a kind of grim smile, which seemed actually to alarm poor Kate. "I would rather hear it from you." "I judge that you are more interested in my success than you are in me." "Ah, Mr. Somers, you cannot separate the pirate from his piracy, pa said; nor the hero from his heroism, let me add." "Thank you, Miss Portington." "I cannot forget how deeply indebted we are to you, Mr. Somers." "I wish you could." "Why do you wish so?" demanded the astonished maiden; more astonished at his manner than his words. "I am sorry to have you burdened with such a weight of obligation." "I think you mean to quarrel with me, Mr. Somers. I beg you will not be so savage just as you are going away," laughed Kate, though there was a troubled expression on her fair face. "I asked you if I should hear from you, Mr. Somers." "Certainly, if you desire." "Why do you qualify your words? I should be just as glad to hear from you as I ever was." "Then you shall, at every opportunity."