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“What is this man to you?”

“All that I have in the world of near kindred, sir—my brother.”

“Indeed? You have my sympathy indeed, my dear lady.”

“And is your sympathy deep enough, may I ask, to allow of your permitting me to go to this doomed brother of mine, be with him in his last hours, and, when your military law has been satisfied by his death, to permit me to claim the body for burial? Remember, I do not attempt to deny his crimes, or to palliate them in the slightest degree, for he deserves death for breaking the laws of his land as he has; but I do beg for this mercy for him, and for me, that you permit me to be with him in his last moments.”

The general bit his lips, and the adjutant turned his gaze earnestly upon the fair pleader, for he, too, was impressed.

“My dear young lady, I will not deny you. I will grant your request,” said the general. “Colonel, write out an official order to Colonel Dunwoody, to permit this lady to see her brother at will, and to turn over the body of the man to her after his execution.”