feeling that he was compelled by Mr. Yancey to do so, "but as far as I
have seen, Kentucky is sorely divided. The people on the other side
are perhaps not as strong and influential as ours, but they are more
numerous."

A shade passed over the face of Yancey, but he quickly recovered his
good humor.

"You have done right to tell us the truth as you see it," he said,
"but we need Kentucky badly. We must have the state and we will get it.
Did you hear anything before you left, of one Raymond Bertrand, a South
Carolinian?"

"He was at my father's house before I came away. I think it was his
intention to go from there to Frankfort with some of our own people,
and assist in taking out the state."

Yancey smiled.

"Faithful to his errand," he said. "Raymond Bertrand is a good lad.
He has visions, perhaps, but they are great ones, and he foresees a
mighty republic for us extending far south of our present border.
But now that you have accomplished your task, what do you mean to do,
Mr. Kenton?"

"I want to stay here," replied Harry eagerly. "This is the head and
center of all things. I think my father would wish me to do so.
I'll enlist with the South Carolina troops and wait for what happens."

"Even if what happens should be war?"