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142 gentlemen had gradually sunk to more friendly tones. But both were glad to see, on re-entering the room where they had left the disputants, that the battle of tongues was over, and that the general was sitting by the fire-side in an attitude indicative of a more friendly mood.

And Joan was bidden to bring the currant wine, in which both the brigadier and Tregenna pledged their host right heartily, whatever suspicions they might have as to the existence of a stronger liquor in the cellar.

They all spent a pleasant ten minutes over the wine and discreet small talk, and then the visitors took their leave.

As the brigadier shook hands with his host, Joan found an opportunity to exchange a few more words with the younger guest.

"Will you not take one last word of warning, sir, and refrain from visiting Rede Hall alone?"

"I fear I can give you no such promise, though I thank you for your kindness."

"Which, nevertheless, you trust not. Farewell then, sir; for if you keep to your intention, I shall never see you again alive."