"
"I thought so."
Fernando sighed and remarked:
"She may have married some one else, though."
"No, she ain't."
"Have you heard of her?"
"I saw her!" Sukey declared.
"When?"
"When I was in Baltimore last winter."
"Did you talk with her, Sukey?"
"No."
"Then how did you know she was not married?"
"When I was in Baltimore last winter."
"Did you talk with her, Sukey?"
"No."
"Then how did you know she was not married?"
"I was in a store and overheard two women who knew her gossiping. One
asked the other if Morgianna Lane was married yet. One said:
"'I thought she would marry the English lieutenant.'
"The other said:
"'No, not yet. I suppose they are waiting till the war is over.'
"'Has she no other lover?' asked the other. Then the other woman said
she believed not, at least none ever came to see her."
Fernando was quite sure she must have lovers by the score. Such a
glorious woman as Morgianna could not but have an abundance to
choose from.
"You saw Morgianna, Sukey, how did she look?"
"Just as when we left. Not a day older."
"You knew her at sight?"
"Of course; but she didn't know me. I suspect I was a hard-looking case
then; for I had just come from the ship and had on my English
pea-jacket, and my linen was not the cleanest."
Fernando sat silent for such a long time, that Sukey, who was tired,
nodded awhile in silence, then, rolling up in his blanket, lay down
under a tree and slept.
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