Page:War; or, What happens when one loves one's enemy, John Luther Long, 1913.djvu/342

WAR all and ask him to return to you—fetch him—he will come—"

"Yes, yes, yes!" she screams. "Tell him to kill me for my wickedness—but to let me die in his arms. Hurry! I'll wait—alone for Dave! Swear that you will find him! Not only search, but find!"

"I swear," says Jon, kissing his new sword. "Otherwise, how could I come home to you? For, now, I can come back to you, too. I need not slink in the byways of the world among those who have deserted the cause they swore to die for. Doesn't that mean something to you?"

"Yes," sobs Evelyn.

"Aren't you glad that I can go for the country I love?"

"Yes."

"And come back to you a soldier of the Union—no matter how much we differ about the North and the South?"

"Yes."

"Remember, that though Dave is as Union 326