A romance of the Secret Service in the Civil War. The bravery and daring of a Confederate girl spy make this story as replete with intense situations and unexpected happenings as the author's "The Trevor Case."
lored proprietor, who was speaking to the head waiter.
"'Scuse me, Colonel Baker," he said deferentially. "You all ain't captured General Johnston. No, sah. I knows Marse Joe too well to b'lieve that."
Wormley was a privileged character, and his remark was received with good-natured laughter. Under cover of the noise, Baker whispered to Lloyd: "Stanton has discovered his cipher code book has been tampered with. Meet me at my office at five o'clock."
"All right, Colonel," and Baker departed.
By the time they had reached dessert, the grill room was deserted. Goddard lighted a cigar, and, lounging back in his chair, contemplated his host with keen interest.
"I can't understand it, Lloyd," he said finally.
"Understand what?" replied Lloyd, roused from his abstraction.
"Why you became a professional detective. With your social position, talents..."
"That's just it!"
"My talents. If it had not been for them, I would have gone to