"De c'unel dat stubbo'n I jes' have to talk mighty plain 'fore I could make him pudge erlong," proudly whispered the servant as he passed me. I sprang to my feet, and Colonel Lewis and His Excellency, John Murray, Earl of Dunmore, our royal governor, leisurely strolled into view. Colonel Lewis wore no wig and was smoking a pipe, of which he was inordinately fond.

The man bowed profoundly before Patsy and then informed me: "Please, Massa Morris, de c'unel 'mires fo' to see yo' at de house right erway. I 'spects it's business fo' de gun'ner. De c'unel mos' 'tic'lar dat say he wants to see yo' to once. Yas, sah. Please, sah." I dismissed him with a word of my immediate attendance on the colonel. Then I gave my hand to Patsy and said: "This ends it then.