"Nothing was farther from my thoughts," I exclaimed hastily. "All I knew of your home was that it was situated somewhere in the Jerseys. But wait, perhaps I begin to understand--the lieutenant who brought me here; his voice has been echoing in my ears all night in familiarity. He is some near relative of yours--this Eric?" "Oh, you have overheard? You know the name through hearing Captain Grant speak?" "Yes; I could not very well help doing so. Peter had stationed me in the library, but there was nothing said between you two to make me suspect your identity." "You supposed me to be the lieutenant?" "You have not suspected?" she asked. "You did not know this was my home?" "Why should I not? The voice was the same; at least sufficiently similar to deceive me, and he never addressed you in a way to arouse my suspicions. Is your brother named Eric?" "Yes; I told you, did I not, that we are twins? The physical resemblance between us is very strong; no doubt our voices sound alike also, or would to a comparative stranger. Will you not be seated, Major? We shall not have long to converse, and there is much to be said before those downstairs complete their rather frugal meal--Peter has promised to delay serving as much as possible, but, as our larder is not extensive, at best it will not be long. You overheard Captain Grant's threat?" "To search the house for your brother--yes." "He will carry it out," quietly, her eyes, no longer smiling, on my face. "There has never been friendship between those two, and of late my own relations with Captain Grant have become very unpleasant. I think he is almost glad of an opportunity to thus exercise some authority over me. He is the kind of a man who must either rule or ruin. Convinced that Eric is concealed here, he will search the house as much to spite me as for any other reason. I should only laugh at him, but for your presence." "Then your brother is not here?" "Certainly not; Eric is in no danger--but, Major Lawrence, you are." The earnestness with which she spoke made my heart leap. Whatever the girl's political sentiments might be, she was plainly desirous of serving me, of once again exposing herself in my defence. Yet her words, the frank expression of her eyes, gave no suggestion of sentiment--she was but a friend, an ally, performing a woman's part in the war game. "But I fail to understand--" "You mean me? Oh, well, you are not the first; and no doubt it is best so. The less you understand, the better we shall get along, Major; the only question being, will you obey my orders?" "Had I inclination otherwise I fear I should find it impossible." "I hardly know whether that remark be complimentary or not. You might mean that no other course was left you." "Which I suspect is true, although if it proved so I should willingly trust myself to your guidance, because of my faith in you."