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She　recognized　the　gray…haired；　handsome　man　who　had　come　ashore
at　her　house。　　With　a　touch　of　indignation　at　her　treatment；　she
briefly　told　her　story。　　But　the　general　listened　coldly　and
gravely　with　his　eyes　fixed　upon　her　face。

〃You　say　you　recognized　in　the　leader　of　the　party　a　man　you　had
seen　before。　　Under　what　circumstances？〃

Mrs。　Bunker　hesitated　with　burning　cheeks。　　〃He　came　to　take
Colonel　Marion　from　our　place。〃

〃When　you　were　hiding　him；yes；　we've　heard　the　story。　　Now；　Mrs。
Bunker；　may　I　ask　you　what　you；　as　a　Southern　sympathizer；　expect
to　gain　by　telling　me　this　story？〃

But　here　Mrs。　Bunker　burst　out。　　〃I　am　not　a　Southern　sympathizer！
Never！　Never！　Never！　　I'm　a　Union　woman；wife　of　a　Northern　man。
I　helped　that　man　before　I　knew　who　he　was。　　Any　Christian；
Northerner　or　Southerner；　would　have　done　the　same！〃

Her　sincerity　and　passion　were　equally　unmistakable。　　The　general
rose；　opened　the　door　of　the　adjoining　room；　said　a　few　words　to　an
orderly　on　duty；　and　returned。　　〃What　you　are　asking　of　me；　Mrs。
Bunker；　is　almost　as　extravagant　and　unprecedented　as　your　story。
You　must　understand；　as　well　as　your　husband；　that　if　I　land　a
force　on　your　property　it　will　be　to　TAKE　POSSESSION　of　it　in　the
name　of　the　Government；　for　Government　purposes。〃

〃Yes；　yes；〃　said　Mrs。　Bunker　eagerly；　〃I　know　that。　　I　am　willing；
Zephas　will　be　willing。〃

〃And；〃　continued　the　general；　fixing　his　eyes　on　her　face；　〃you
will　also　understand　that　I　may　be　compelled　to　detain　you　here　as
a　hostage　for　the　safety　of　my　men。〃

〃Oh　no！　no！　please！〃　said　Mrs。　Bunker；　springing　up　with　an
imploring　feminine　gesture；　〃I　am　expecting　my　husband。　　He　may
be　coming　back　at　any　moment；　I　must　be　there　to　see　him　FIRST！
Please　let　me　go　back；　sir；　with　your　men；　put　me　anywhere　ashore
between　them　and　those　men　that　are　coming。　　Lock　me　up；　keep　me　a
prisoner　in　my　own　home；　do　anything　else　if　you　think　I　am
deceiving　you；　but　don't　keep　me　here　to　miss　him　when　he　comes！〃

〃But　you　can　see　him　later；〃　said　the　general。

〃But　I　must　see　him　FIRST；〃　said　Mrs。　Bunker　desperately。　　〃I　must
see　him　first；　forforHE　KNOWS　NOTHING　OF　THIS。　　He　knows
nothing　of　my　helping　Colonel　Marion；　he　knows　nothing　ofhow
foolish　I　have　been；　andhe　must　not　know　it　from　others！　　There！〃
It　was　out　at　last。　　She　was　sobbing　now；　but　her　pride　was　gone。
She　felt　relieved；　and　did　not　even　notice　the　presence　of　two　or
three　other　officers；　who　had　entered　the　room；　exchanged　a　few
hurried　words　with　their　superior；　and　were　gazing　at　her　in
astonishment。

The　general's　brow　relaxed；　and　he　smiled。　　〃Very　well；　Mrs。
Bunker；　it　shall　be　as　you　like；　then。　　You　shall　go　and　meet　your
husband　with　Captain　Jennings　here；〃indicating　one　of　the
officers；〃who　will　take　charge　of　you　and　the　party。〃

〃And；〃　said　Mrs。　Bunker；　looking　imploringly　through　her　wet　but
pretty　lashes　at　the　officer；　〃he　won't　say　anything　to　Zephas；
either？〃

〃Not　a　syllable；〃　said　Captain　Jennings　gravely。　　〃But　while　the
tug　is　getting　ready；　general；　hadn't　Mrs。　Bunker　better　go　to　Mrs。
Flanigan？〃

〃I　think　not；〃　said　the　general；　with　a　significant　look　at　the
officer　as　he　gallantly　offered　his　arm　to　the　astonished　Mrs。
Bunker；　〃if　she　will　allow　me　the　pleasure　of　taking　her　to　my
wife。〃

There　was　an　equally　marked　respect　in　the　manner　of　the　men　and
officers　as　Mrs。　Bunker　finally　stepped　on　board　the　steam　tug　that
was　to　convey　the　party　across　the　turbulent　bay。　　But　she　heeded
it　not；　neither　did　she　take　any　concern　of　the　still　furious　gale；
the　difficult　landing；　the　preternatural　activity　of　the　band　of
sappers；　who　seemed　to　work　magic　with　their　picks　and　shovels；　the
shelter　tents　that　arose　swiftly　around　her；　the　sheds　and　bush
inclosures　that　were　evoked　from　the　very　ground　beneath　her　feet；
the　wonderful　skill；　order；　and　discipline　that　in　a　few　hours
converted　her　straggling　dominion　into　a　formal　camp；　even　to　the
sentinel；　who　was　already　calmly　pacing　the　rocks　by　the　landing　as
if　he　had　being　doing　it　for　years！　　Only　one　thing　thrilled　her
the　sudden　outburst；　fluttering　and　snapping　of　the　national　flag
from　her　little　flagstaff。　　He　would　see　itand　perhaps　be
pleased！

And　indeed　it　seemed　as　if　the　men　had　caught　the　infection　of　her
anxiety；　for　when　her　strained　eyes　could　no　longer　pierce　the
murky　twilight　settling　over　the　Gate；　one　came　running　to　her　to
say　that　the　lookout　had　just　discovered　through　his　glass　a　close…
reefed　schooner　running　in　before　the　wind。　　It　was　her　husband；
and　scarcely　an　hour　after　night　had　shut　in　the　schooner　had
rounded　to　off　the　Point；　dropped　her　boat；　and　sped　away　to
anchorage。　　And　then　Mrs。　Bunker；　running　bareheaded　down　the
rocks；　breaking　in　upon　the　hurried　explanation　of　the　officer　of
the　guard；　threw　herself　upon　her　husband's　breast；　and　sobbed　and
laughed　as　if　her　heart　would　break！

Nor　did　she　scarcely　hear　his　hurried　comment　to　the　officer　and
unconscious　corroboration　of　her　story：　how　a　brig　had　raced　them
from　the　Gate；　was　heading　for　the　bar；　but　suddenly　sheered　off
and　put　away　to　sea　again；　as　if　from　some　signal　from　the
headland。　　〃Yesthe　bluff；〃　interrupted　Captain　Jennings　bitterly；
〃I　thought　of　that；　but　the　old　man　said　it　was　more　diplomatic
just　now　to　PREVENT　an　attempt　than　even　to　successfully　resist
it。〃

But　when　they　were　alone　again　in　their　little　cottage；　and　Zephas'
honest　eyeswith　no　trace　of　evil　knowledge　or　suspicion　in　their
homely；　neutral　lightnesswere　looking　into　hers　with　his　usual
simple　trustfulness；　Mrs。　Bunker　trembled；　whimpered；　andI　grieve
to　saybasely　funked　her　boasted　confession。　　But　here　the　Deity
which　protects　feminine　weakness　intervened　with　the　usual　miracle。
As　he　gazed　at　his　wife's　troubled　face；　an　apologetic　cloud　came
over　his　rugged　but　open　brow；　and　a　smile　of　awkward　deprecating
embarrassment　suffused　his　eyes。　　〃I　declare　to　goodness；　Mollie；
but　I　must　tell　you　suthin；　although　I　guess　I　didn't　kalkilate　to
say　a　word　about　it。　　But；　darn　it　all；　I　can't　keep　it　in。　　No！
Lookin'　inter　that　innercent　face　o'　yourn〃pressing　her　flushing
cheeks　between　his　cool　brown　hands〃and　gazing　inter　them　two
truthful　eyes〃they　blinked　at　this　moment　with　a　divine　modesty
〃and　thinkin'　of　what　you've　just　did　for　your　kentrylike　them
revolutionary　women　o'　'76I　feel　like　a　darned　swab　of　a　traitor
myself。　　Well！　what　I　want　ter　tell　you　is　this：　Ye　know；　or　ye've
heard　me　tell　o'　that　Mrs。　Fairfax；　as　left　her　husband　for　that
fire…eatin'　Marion；　and　stuck　to　him　through　thick　and　thin；　and
stood　watch　and　watch　with　him　in　this　howlin'　Southern　rumpus
they're　kickin'　up　all　along　the　coast；　as　if　she　was　a　man
herself。　　Well；　jes　as　I　hauled　up　at　the　wharf　at　'Frisco；　she
comes　aboard。

〃'You're　Cap　Bunker？'　she　says。

〃'That's　me；　ma'am；'　I　says。

〃'You're　a　Northern　man　and　you　go　with　your　kind；'　sez　she；　'but
you're　a　white　man；　and　thar's　no　cur　blood　in　you。'　　But　you　ain't
listenin'；　Mollie；　you're　dead　tired；　lass；〃with　a　commiserating
look　at　her　now　whitening　face；〃and　I'll　haul　in　line　and　wait。
Well；　to　cut　it　short；　she　wanted　me　to　take　her　down　the　coast　a
bit　to　where　she　could　join　Marion。　　She　said　she'd　been　shook　by
his　friends；　followed　by　spiesand；　blame　my　skin；　Mollie；　ef　that
proud　woman　didn't　break　down　and　CRY　like　a　baby。　　Now；　Mollie；
what　got　ME　in　all　this；　was　that　them　Chivalry　folksez　was
always　jawin'　about　their　'Southern　dames'　and　their　'Ladye　fairs；'
and　always　runnin'　that　kind　of　bilge　water　outer　their　scuppers
whenever　they　careened　over　on　a　fair　windwas　jes　the　kind　to
throw　off　on　a　woman　when　they　didn't　want　her；　and　I　kinder
thought　I'd　like　HER　to　see　the　difference　betwixt　the　latitude　o'
Charleston　and　Cape　Cod。　　So　I　told　her　I　didn't　want　the　jewelry
and　dimons　she　offered　me；　but　if　she　would　come　down　to　the　wharf；
after　dark；　I'd　smuggle　her　aboard；　and　I'd　allow　to　the　men　that
she　was　YOUR　AUNTIE　ez　I　was　givin'　a　free　passage　to！　　Lord！　dear！
think　o'　me　takin'　the　name　o'　Mollie　Bunker's　aunt　in　vain　for
that　sort　o'　woman！　　Think　o'　me；〃　continued　Captain　Bunker　with　a
tentative　chuckle；　〃sort　o'　pretendin'　to　hand　yo'r　auntie　to
Kernel　Marion　forfor　his　lady　love！　　I　don't　wonder　ye's　half
frighted　and　half　laffin'；〃　he　added；　as　his　wife　uttered　a
hysterical　cry；　〃it　WAS　awful！　　But　it　worked；　and　I　got　her　off；
and　wot's　more　I　got　her　shipped　to　Mazatlan；　where　she'll　join
Marion；　and　the　two　are　goin'　back　to　Virginy；　where　I　guess　they
won't　trouble　Californy　again。　　Ye　know　now；　deary；〃　he　went　on；
speaking　with　difficulty　through　Mrs。　Bunker's　clinging　arms　and
fast　dripping　tears；　〃why　I　didn't　heave　to　to　say　'good…by。'　　But
it's　all　over　nowI've　made　a　clean　breast　of　it；　Mollieand
don't　you　cry！〃

But　it　was　NOT　all　over。　　For　a　moment　later　Captain　Bunker　began
to　fumble　in　his　waistcoat　pocket　with　the　one　hand　that　was　not
clasping　his　wife's　waist。　　〃One　thing　more；　Mollie；　when　I　left
her　and　refused　to　take　any　of　her　dimons；　she　put　a　queer　sort　o'
ring　into　my　hand；　and　told　me　with　a　kind　o'　m