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My Lady of the North

Chapter 9 - IN THE HANDS OF THE ENEMY

Word Count: 1972    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

ath, and knew he had wheeled about in the darkness. Unable to distinguish the slightest outline of his figure, I was yet impressed with the thought that he was endeavorin

unmindful of his efforts to break away. "No hand o

e darkness toward the place of our entrance. Bungay detected the movement also, an

r, by goir, I'll use a knife. She'll give

strength yielded her by desperation, she thrust aside the heavy cupboard, and as the light swept in, sprang forward into the rude shed. With another bound, gathering he

e fellow lay outstretched on the floor, his head barely missing the hot ashes of the fireplace; while his companion nursed his bruises and scowled from a safe refuge behind the table. The unshaven faces of several others of the

keen gray eyes deeply set in their sockets. His right hand rested heavily upon the hilt of a cavalry sabre, the scabbard of which was concealed beneath the fo

cried, as if the recognitio

gerly, "it seems all too good

ously as you did last night without my being early on the trail? Have these peop

most kind. It was a mere mistake. But how stra

ll retained his war

, girl?" he asked lightly. "But we have all sorts of conditions t

d sternness. I saw him sweep one hasty glance around, as though he suspected that I might not be al

sked, staring at me in a

term, and stepping out into the room before him, "I at least wear the unif

noticed the quick flush of anger

what extent honor is consistent with the work of a spy. The uniform of your service, indeed!" he echoed hotly, pointin

urged earnestly. "You mistak

d her he g

the two men advanced. "Use your be

rapple with him who mocked me, the very thought was insanity; my only possible chance of escape lay in flight. To realize this was to act. I leaped backward, trusting for a clear field in my rear, and an opportunity to run for it, but

," he said with a cutting sneer. "Yo

roat, dashed aside his uplifted hand, and by the sheer audacity of my sudden, unexpected onset, bore him back crashing to the floor. He struggled gamely, yet I possessed the advantage of

olver as he came. His face was deathly white from passion, and there was a

t the sharp click as he drew back the hammer. "

Federal officer, with some pretensions to being also a gentleman, and not the outlaw your clothes proclaim, you will at least permit me to stand upon my feet and face you as a

onnection with the forcible abduction of this young lady, whose leg

isfactory way. The murder of a helples

at my plea was likely to prove a perfectly useless one,

cer; he is no spy; and during all the events of last night he has proven

s who yet held me prostrate, and extending her hand lifted me to my feet. For an instant

own ears. Then she stood erect between us, as though in her own drawing-room, and grave

nnan, Capt

In his eyes I read an unforgiveness, a bitter personal enmit

back the revolver into his belt. "Nevertheless I shall do my military d

--th Virginia Cavalry

ou within

ht with despatches, but was prevented by m

te interesting and rather romantic. I presume you ye

erely trust they are already safely deposited in

into Brennan's face, an

said insolently, "or you will be very apt to learn how a rope feels. He is not inclined to parl

as I did so my eyes fell upon a slight opening in the wall, and I caught a quick glimpse of Bungay's face, his finge

Mrs. Brennan's voice, gently. "I will go to Gener

and held out my

nd not unconscious that her glance sank before mine. "I ev

us hastily, and with qu

they shall buck you as well. It may be valuable for you to remember that I

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