Page:War; or, What happens when one loves one's enemy, John Luther Long, 1913.djvu/126

WAR "What do you mean?" he asks, in that sharp way.

"The border's honeycombed with spies and sympathizers," says Betsy.

"Who? You know some of them!" says the officer.

Betsy says:

"No, I don't know any of 'em, but I know their doings. Ain't the church nailed shut? Where'll I go on Sunday now?"

Betsy goes away, and the officer looks thoughtful for a moment. Then he says to another officer:

"Betsy's loyal—that's certain."

They laugh together.

"Any others in your household?" asks the officer.

"One more," says I, "but she's only a girl and, anyhow, she's gone away."

"When did she go?"

Well, I didn't want 'em riding after Evelyn and bothering her—scaring her to death with questions—so, I answers: 110