But it was his wife who peered over the
balustrade. "I shall be down in ten minutes," she said, in low tone.
"Esther is sleeping at last. How did--he--seem this morning?"
"Sleeping, too, but only fitfully. Dr. Waller is here," and then Dade
would have ended the talk. He did not wish to speak further of Field or
his condition. But she called again, low-toned, yet dominant, as is many
a wife in and out of the army.
"Surely you are not letting the general start with only two men!"
"No, he goes by and by." And again Dade would have escaped to the
piazza, but once again she held him.
"Then where are you sending these?"
"After Mr. Hay. He--made an early start--not knowing perhaps, the
general was coming."
"Start!" she cried, all excitement now. "Start!--Start for where?" and
the dressing sacque in aspen-like agitations came in full view at the
head of the stairs.
"Rawlins, I suppose. I don't know what it means."
"But _I_ do!" exclaimed his better half, in emotion uncontrollable. "_I_
do! It means that she has _made_ him,--that _she_ has gone, too--I mean
Nanette Flower!"
CHAPTER XV
A WOMAN'S PLOT
Woman's intuition often far outstrips the slower mental process of the
other sex.
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