“Now read quick.” Somers read: “The bearer, Major Riggleston, of the —nd Maryland Home Brigade, is a true and loyal man, and as such entitled to receive protection and assistance from all officers and soldiers of the United States.” The document was duly signed and countersigned by high and proper authority, and the date was within the current month and year. The captain was astonished beyond measure, for he had no doubt of the correctness of this safe-conduct. It knocked his little theory all to pieces, and he was forced, for the first time, to believe that he had misjudged the major. “Where are you bound now?” asked he. “Just where you are.” “Do you carry this paper with you?” “Always; my life would not be safe a moment without it.” “I should say your life would not be safe with it, if it were discovered upon you within the rebel lines.” “There is no danger on that score. I take good care of it. Are you satisfied, Captain Somers?” “I am satisfied with the paper; but I think your employers do not expect you to entrap Union officers, as you attempted to do at the Hasbrouk house.” “My dear fellow, I did not intend to do anything of the kind.” “You were certainly a party to the transaction.” “Apparently I was; really I was not. Now that you understand the first part of the story, I will explain the second. You know Miss Hasbrouk?” “Certainly I know her.” “She is a beautiful girl—isn’t she?” “There can be no doubt on that point; but I suppose you will tell me next that she is not a rebel, and that she was working for the United States government when she got up that little conspiracy, and attempted to have me hung.” “On the contrary, she is a rebel. Jeff Davis himself is not a more thorough-going rebel, and she was fully in earnest when she attempted to make you a prisoner.” “But you assisted her.”