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Refusal spoke so plainly in her face rhat he added : “ Or.
if you won't sing, to get Nancy Pansy to sing for me,"

“ /w o n 't sing for you," declared Nancy Pansy, promptly
arid decisively,
1J W hat incorrigible rebels all of yon are !" said Tom
Adams, smiling. He was once more at his case, anti lie
pulled his chair up nearer Nancy Pansy’s sister, anti caught

Nancy Pansy by the hand. She was just trying to pall
away, when there were steps on the waEk outside—-the
regular tramp, tramp of soldiers marching in some num­
bers, They came up to the house, and some order was

given in a low tone. Both Adams and Nancy Pansy’s
sister sprang to their feet,
"W h a t can it mean ? IJ asked Nancy Pansy's sister, more
to herself than to Adams,
He went into the hall just as there was a loud rap at
the front door,

“ What is it ? ” he asked the lieutenant who stood there.
ff Some one has slipped through the lines, and is in this
house, ” he said.
Nancy Pansy’s sister stepped out into the halL

"T h e re is no one here,” she said. She looked at Tom
Adams. f< 1 give my word there is no one in the house
except my mother, ourselves, and the servants.’' She met
Tom Adams's gaze frankly as he looked into her eyes.
" There is no one here, Hector," he said, turning to the
officer.