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THE SACRIFICE separation—better than that you should die. I have decided. There is no other way. Be at peace."

Then there was some talk which just missed reaching me, but which, I think, reached Dave. I turned to catch it better; I heard—barely heard—old Jon say:

"Then, so it shall be. We will be within touch of the Confederate lines in less than a week. Then! But, I mean my brother to have what I am buying for him at such a fearful price. Do you understand? Will you play fair now? He must have you!"

"I understand," says Evelyn. "And I will play fair, hereafter. It won't be long, dear Jon, the war is almost over. Then all will be right. There will be no Unions or rebels—or treason—only us—always together!"

"Then, I am ready to say good-by. I shall probably never look upon your face again. After to-night I shall probably never look upon that of my brother. Let me see you for the last time on earth." 287