intended to avoid Shepard, he jumped out of bed, dressed quickly and
went down to breakfast, which he had been told he could get as early
as he pleased.

Madame Delaunay was already there, still looking smooth and fresh in
the morning air. But St. Clair was the only guest who was as early as
Harry. Both greeted him pleasantly and hoped that he had slept well.
Their courtesy, although Harry had no doubt of its warmth, was slightly
more ornate and formal than that to which he had been used at home.
He recognized here an older society, one very ancient for the New World.

The breakfast was also different from the solid one that he always ate
at home. It consisted of fruits, eggs, bread and coffee. There was no
meat. But he fared very well, nevertheless. St. Clair, he now learned,
was a bank clerk, but after office hours he was drilling steadily in one
of the Charleston companies.

"If you enlist, come with me," he said to Harry. "I can get you a place
on the staff, and that will suit you."

Harry accepted his offer gladly, although he felt that he could not take
up his new duties for a few days. Matters of money and other things
were to be arranged.

"All right," said St. Clair. "Take your time. I don't think there's
any need to hurry."

Harry left Madame Delaunay's house immediately after breakfast, still
firm in his purpose to avoid Shepard, and went to the bank, on which
he held drafts properly attested. Not knowing what the future held,