Under Fire: A Tale of the Shenandoah Valley — page 12: what you’re looking at

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UNDER FIRE. ‘CHAPTER I. LOVE’S YOUNG DREAM. ‘“‘T believe you promised me this dance, Miss Mc- Vane,’’ said Royal Chetwood, pausing in front of one of South Carolina’s fairest daughters. ‘““Ves,’’ replied the charming young lady, blushing like a rose as she turned to the gentleman who till this moment had engaged her attention. ‘You will excuse me, Captain Trafton, for a few moments. ”’ The music struck up, and Chetwood and his part- ner were presently lost in the mazy waltz. Captain Trafton, who wore the uniform of the State militia, looked after the pair with anything but a pleased expression on his saturnine face. It was easy to see that he had been interrupted in what, at least to him, was a delightful /ete-a-¢ete, and he evidently resented the gentleman’s action in claim- ing what was undoubtedly his right—the fulfillment of a previous engagement. Captain Trafton’s eyes glittered ominously, He stroked his mustache nervously. Apparently, he was not a man who took even con- ventional annoyances as a gentleman ought. In the present instance he was more than put out, reo) GoOomic 900 KS