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“No, Bonnie Belle, he has gone out to lunch, but he will soon return, so walk into his private office and await his coming.”

“Is no one there?”

“Not a soul at this hour, miss.”

“I will go, then.”

She was led by the orderly into the private quarters of the general commanding, and as she halted near the desk, she asked:

“Bainbridge, will you kindly get me a glass of water?”

The orderly promptly disappeared upon the errand, and quickly Bonnie Belle stepped to the desk, glanced at something that caught her eye, and thrust it in her pocket.

“Who is the assistant adjutant-general, Bainbridge, on the general’s staff?” she asked casually, after drinking the water and thanking him for it.

The orderly told her, and then the two had quite a long talk together before the officer referred to entered.

“A lady to see the general, sir, upon important business,” said the orderly.

“Be seated, madam, for the general will return very soon.”

A moment after the general entered and bowed as he saw a lady in waiting. When she threw back her veil, revealing her beautiful face, he seemed impressed, and said, with marked courtesy: