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WAR here, and we've got to find out what it is—and who—and quickly. While you were away—"

He turns to Jon and me.

"—two Union soldiers came to the door. They knew that you two were away. Now, who were they hunting?"

"You," says I before I could think.

"Dave," shrieks Evelyn. "Now do you see! That is what you've done!"

Jon turns away and says nothing.

"Then they meant to take me with them—if they had found me?" says Dave.

"It must be," says Jon, then, the only one who was quiet, "that you look like the spy, Mallory."

"That's what I have thought, heretofore," says Dave. "But there must be something more. They know, by this time, that we are loyal."

"All but you!" says Evelyn.

"If they tackle you again, Dave," says I, "give 'em the countersign—'Washington'. That'll settle 'em." 206