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dentiaJly and half defiantly, " We like our side ; we like
Confederates." Tom Adams smiled. " W e like H arry; we

don't like yoji.rt
She looked as defiant as possible, and just then a step
t o heard in the hall, approaching very slowly, and Nancy
Pansy's sister appeared in the doorway. She was dressed
in white, and she carried her head even higher than usual.
The visitor rose. He thought he had never seen her

look so pretty.
" Good-evening,” he said.
She bowed 1 Good-evening," very slowly, and took a seat
on a straight-backed chair in a corner of the room, ignoring

the chair which Adams offered her.
141 have not seen you for some time," he began.
‘‘ No ; 1 suppose you have been busy searching people’s
houses,’1 she said.
Tom Adams flushed a little,
“ I carry out my orders," he said. 11 These I must

enforce,”
“ A h !1’
Nancy Pansy did not just understand it all, but she
saw there was a battle going on, and she at once aligned

herself with her side, and going over, stood by her sister’s
chair, and looked defiance at the enemy.
"W e ll, we shall hardly agree about this, so we won’t
discuss it,” said Tom Adams, " I did not come to talk
about this, but to see you, and to get you to sing for me.”