"Surely that is sufficiently clear. I am merely an exile from home, on account of Indian depredations. What more natural than that I should take refuge in my uncle's house." "You mean Major McDonald?" "Certainly--he was my mother's only brother." "I think I have heard somewhere that the Major's only sister married a man named Counts." She drew in her breath sharply. "Yes, of course--her first husband." "You were a daughter then of her first marriage?" "Of course." "But assumed the name of Carson when she married again?" "That was when you met me." "The change was natural enough," he went on. "But why did you also become Vera in place of Sarah?" "Oh, is that it? Well, never attempt to account for the vagaries of a girl," she returned lightly, as though dismissing the subject. "I presume I took a fancy to the prettier name. But how did you know?" "Garrison rumor picks up nearly everything, and it is not very kind to you, Mrs. Dupont. I hope I am doing you a favor in saying this. Your rather open flirtation with Lieutenant Gaskins is common talk, even among enlisted men, and I have heard that your relations with Major McDonald are peculiar." "Indeed!" with a rising inflection of the voice. "How kind of you, and so delicately expressed." She laughed. "And poor Major McDonald! Really, that is ridiculous. Could you imagine my flirting with him?" "I have no recollection of using that term in this connection. But you have strange influence over him. For some reason the man is apparently afraid of you." "Afraid of me? Oh, no! Some one has been fooling you, Dave. I am merely Major McDonald's guest. I wonder who told you that? Shall I guess?" Before he could realize her purpose the woman took a hasty step forward, and swept aside the curtain, thrusting her head past to where she could gain a view outside. Hamlin pressed her back with one hand, planting himself squarely before the window. She met his eyes spitefully. "I was mistaken this time," she acknowledged, drawing away, "but I 'd like to know why you were so anxious to prevent my looking out. Do you know whom I thought you had there?" "As you please," rejoicing that the girl had escaped notice. "That little snip of a Molly. You made a hit with her all right, and she certainly don't like me. Well, delightful as it is to meet you again, I must be going." She turned away, and then paused to add over her shoulder. "Don't you think it would be just as safe for you to attend to your own business, Sergeant Hamlin?" "And let you alone?" "Exactly; and let me alone. I am hardly the sort of woman it is safe to play with. It will be worth your while to remember that."