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 would go with him to the “sociable” they were going to have at No. 4 Truck-house; and when she said she couldn't,—that her mother didn't want her to go out, etc.,—Quigg moved his chair closer, with the remark that the old woman was always putting her oar in and spoiling things; the way she was going on with the Union would ruin her; she'd better join in with the boys, and be friendly; they'd “down her yet if she didn't.”

“I hope nothing will happen to mother, Mr. Quigg,” said Jennie, in an anxious tone, as she sank into a chair.

Quigg misunderstood the movement, and moved his own closer.

“There won't nothin' happen any more, Jennie, if you'll do as I say.”

It was the first time he had ever called her by her name. She could not understand how he dared. She wished Carl would come in.

“Will you do it?” asked Quigg eagerly, his cunning face and mean eyes turned toward her.

Jennie never raised her head. Her cheeks were burning. Quigg went on,—

“I've been keepin' company with ye, Jennie, all winter, and the fellers is guyin' me