How did you know me?"
The singular Amanda smiled.
"I have _seen you_ often, sir."
"Ah--in your visions?"
"Yes, sir."
"Or, perhaps, Nighthawk described me. You know Mr. Nighthawk!"
"Oh, yes, sir. I hope he is well. He has often been here; he may have
told me what you were like, sir, and then I _saw you_ to know you
afterward."
I looked at the speaker attentively. Was she an impostor? It was
impossible to think so. There was absolutely no evidence whatever that
she was acting a part--rather every thing to forbid the supposition, as
she thus readily acquiesced in Mohun's simple explanation.
For some moments Mohun remained silent. Then he said:--
"Those visions which you have are very strange. Is it possible that you
really _see_ things before they come to pass--or are you only amusing
yourself, and others, by saying so? I see no especial harm in the
matter, if you are jesting; but tell me, for my own satisfaction and
that of my friend, if you _really_ see things."
Amanda smiled with untroubled sweetness.
"I am in earnest, sir," she said, "and I would not jest with you and
Colonel Surry."
I listened in astonishment.
"Ah! you know me, too, Amanda!"
"Yes, sir--or I think I do. I think you are Colonel Surry, sir."
"How do you know that?"
"I have _seen you, too_, sir?" was the smiling reply.
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