And he told the story gayly enough, and with no harm meant; but it embarrassed and annoyed me.

“If the wench knows where the Sagamore may be found,” said Major Lockwood, “it might be well for Mr. Loskiel to look about and try to find her.”

“Would you know her again?” inquired Colonel Thomas.

“No, sir, I — — ” And I stopped short, because what I was about to say was not true. For, when I had sent the soldiers about their business and had rejoined Boyd — and when Boyd had bidden me turn again because the girl was handsome, there had been no need to turn. I had seen her; and I knew that when he said she was beautiful he said what was true. And the reason I did not turn, to look again was