Unconsciously Goddard raised his voice, and Miss Metoaca awoke from her slumbers, which had long exceeded the "forty winks." That limit existed only in her imagination. "Well, young people, are you hungry?" to attract Goddard's attention she prodded him with her umbrella. "Suppose we open our lunch basket." Reluctantly Goddard rose and assisted Miss Metoaca in handing the sandwiches, cakes, and cold coffee to Nancy. They did full justice to the good things provided by Miss Metoaca's excellent cook, and lingered over the improvised lunch table. Finally Nancy commenced putting the remains of the lunch into the hamper just as the train reached the railroad bridge which spanned the Potomac at the juncture of the Shenandoah River. As the train came to a stop before the depot at Harper's Ferry their car was surrounded by a squad of soldiers, and a lieutenant of infantry swung on board the forward platform and consulted with the conductor. "There's the party," said the latter, pointing through the open door to Miss Metoaca and Nancy, who were sitting together. The officer stepped into the car and addressed them. "Miss Newton?" he asked, touching his cap, "and Miss Nancy Newton, from Washington?" "Yes, sir," said Miss Metoaca. "What then?" "I have orders to detain you both in Harper's Ferry. Kindly follow me," and he turned as if to leave the car. "By whose order, and under what charge?" asked Goddard hotly, stepping in front of the two indignant women. "Are you Major Goddard, of the --th United States cavalry?" demanded the younger officer. "I am." "General Stevenson received orders by telegraph from Washington to detain these ladies here on their arrival. I do not know the charge, Major," replied the lieutenant courteously. "How long do you propose keeping us here?" asked Nancy, slowly recovering from her astonishment. "Until further orders are received from Washington." "I haven't the faintest intention of staying here," announced Miss Metoaca, with rising indignation. "We have passes from President Lincoln to go to Winchester, and to Winchester I am going." The lieutenant shook his head. "These orders supersede your passes. You will both have to come with me." "Indeed?" Miss Metoaca settled herself comfortably in her seat. "Then, young man, you will have the pleasure of carrying me; for I do not intend to walk out of this car until I reach my proper destination." The lieutenant was equal to the occasion. "Go forward, conductor," he ordered, "and tell the engineer to back this car on a siding in the yard, then uncouple it from the train. Sergeant, conduct these passengers," indicating the men who had gathered about them, "into the next car." "Wait," called Nancy, and the conductor stopped. "I am sure this extraordinary order can be satisfactorily explained; so let us go quietly with this officer, Aunt Metoaca. We must be dignified under our arrest."