Page:War; or, What happens when one loves one's enemy, John Luther Long, 1913.djvu/81

WHO WAS LUCAS MALLORY? "That s not a good photograph of you, Ben," says I. "Except, maybe, the sneaky parts."

"You bet not. I suppose I'm drafted and they're looking for me," says Ben. "I'm going to the woods. You had better do the same for a while—in another direction. Don't forget you've been seen with me." He laughs like the joke's on me.

And Ben actually starts toward the woods and away from his house.

I went home—a good deal mixed. 65