Jeanie Gould Lincoln,
An Unwilling Maid
“ A stake? Well, name it." "A knot of rose-colored ribbon," said Yorke softly. "Another!" cried Betty unguardedly, and could have promptly bitten her tongue for the betrayal of her thought. "Ah, then you do remember?" asked Yorke. "In what have I so deeply offended that I can scarce gain speech of you! Why do you flout one who longs to show you his devotion?" "You forget, sir," said Betty coldly, "the coat you wear. Do you fancy that scarlet commends itself to a rebel maid like me, or that the cause you represent can be aught but hateful to a loyal Wolcott?" ”
