The Hidden Children by Robert William Chambers Chapter 2 Page 21

And I saw the Sagamore standing in the sunset light, conversing with one of the camp-women who hang about Colonel Thomas’s regiment.”.

“Would you know the slattern again?” asked Colonel Thomas, scowling.

“I think so, Colonel. And to tell the truth she was scarce a slattern, whatever else she may be — a young thing — and it seemed sad to us — to my wife and me.”

“And handsome?” inquired Boyd, smiling at me.

“I may not deny it, sir,” said Mr. Hunt primly. “The child possessed considerable comeliness.”

“Why,” said Boyd to me, laughingly, “she may be the wench you so gallantly rescued an hour since.”