human
Your brother awaits you in the drawing-room. I _could_ not welcome him. I _will not_ see him. Only for your sake would I allow a Federal soldier to cross my threshold; but he is your brother; go to him.
gpt
Sister!
human
Charles! each cried, and no further greeting passed between us. The boy stood with folded arms, looking proudly, yet tenderly, at me, his only sister, all the brave ardor of a soldier who believes in the cause he serves revealed in his handsome young face. I sank into a chair and covered my face, that I might shut out the sight which so pained me. The interview that followed was long. Finding that my brother not only approved the determination to join my husband, but was able and willing to assist in obtaining the necessary pass, I told him of my wish to have it in possession by the next day, and received his promise to send it, if possible. He was going to