"Oh, why didn't he tell me this at the time? It was not Jack's bullet that entered poor Wesley's body. Jack was at his right, at the side of the bed. Wesley's wound was on the left side, and the shot must have come from Jones's pistol!" "I remember that; but Jack's remorse put all thought of everything else out of my head. I recall, perfectly, that the wound was in Wesley's left side. Oh, if I could only get that word to Jack! I If--" "I'll get it to him if he's alive. I, or mine, have been his undoing! I shall make amends. Ah, Olympia, I--I am ashamed to feel so full of joy--forgive me." "It isn't your fault, dear, that you didn't know Jack as we do," Olympia said, tenderly. "What are your plans?" Kate asked, presently. "Mother insists upon going to the peninsula and examining the ground, questioning all who took part in the pursuit, and seeing with her own eyes every wounded man in the neighborhood. I don't know whether we can get passes, but we shall set out at once and do our best." "O Olympia. I must--I must go with you! I shall die if I remain here doing nothing--helpless! Let me go. I can aid you much. I can surely get all the passports required. I can do many things that you couldn't do, for my father--" She stopped and colored. Her father! What was she rashly promising for him? Dead, he was bent on Jack's dishonor; living, he would never rest until Jack's life was condemned. "Ah, yes--that's true. Your father is potent at headquarters. I can answer for mamma. We shall be delighted and comforted to have you. I shall need you as much as mamma needs me. We are only waiting for Mr. Brodie's report. I don't expect much from his researches. It is only a woman's heart that upholds one in such trials as this search means."