We have 'consented together in holy wedlock.' We have 'witnessed the
same before God.' We have 'pledged our faith, either to other.'"
He dashed his hand across his eyes; then, with a swift motion, he placed
our hands together. "My boy," said he, "I've always wanted my girl to be
taken by an Army man--an officer and a gentleman. Damn it, sir! I beg
your pardon, Ellen--give me that pencil. I'll sign my own name--I'll
witness this myself! There's a regimental chaplain with our command--if
we can't find a preacher left in Charlottesville."
"Orderly!" I called, with a gesture asking permission of my superior.
"Yes, orderly," he finished for me, "get ready to ride to town. We have
an errand there." He turned to us and motioned us as though to
ownership, bowing with grave courtesy as he himself left the room. I
heard the chatter of Mrs. Kitty greet him. I was conscious of a grinning
black face peering in at a window--Annie, perhaps. They all loved Ellen.
But Ellen and I, as though by instinct, stepped toward the open door, so
that we might again see the mountain tops.
I admit I kissed her!
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