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The one weekly paper that had got itself established among them, that their fathers had always taken, that dimly they had come to look upon as their one friend, Carleton had at last succeeded in purchasing.
This was not the case. There were four seats at our table and, according to the chart of the dining-saloon, one of them should be occupied by a "Miss Rutledge of New York" and the other by "A. Carleton Heathcroft of London." Miss Rutledge we had not seen at all. Our table steward informed us that the lady was "hindisposed" and confined to her room. She was an actress, he added.
Stackpole uttered an ejaculation, but Fleda stood absolutely motionless, and nothing could be prettier than her colour. "What do you say to what you have heard, Mr. Carleton?" said Mrs. Evelyn. Fleda's eyes were on the floor, but she thoroughly appreciated the tone of the question. "I hardly know whether I have listened with most pleasure or pain, Mrs. Evelyn." "Pleasure!" said Constance.
"Do not speak to me for a minute," she said hastily as she heard some one coming. She went to the window and stood there looking out till Mr. Carleton came to bid her good-bye. "Will you permit me to say to Mrs. Evelyn," he said in a low tone, "that you left a piece of your property in her house and have commissioned me to bring it you?"
On the second of August last, General Carleton and Admiral Digby wrote to General Washington in these words: "The resolution of the House of Commons, of the 27th of February last, has been placed in Your Excellency's hands, and intimations given at the same time that further pacific measures were likely to follow.
And also as Fleda had said, or hoped, the place was so far from convenient access that nobody had visited them; they were thick hung with fruit. If the spirit of the game had been wanting or failing in Mr. Carleton, it must have roused again into full life at the joyous heartiness of Fleda's exclamations. At any rate no boy could have taken to the business better.
For five minutes she noted Fleda's motions and words, her blushes and smiles, as she stood talking to one and another for five minutes, and then, with a little smile at her sister, Mrs. Carleton moved off to the breakfast-table, well pleased that Lady Peterborough was too engaged to answer her. Fleda had won them all. Mr.
Where is mamma!" said Constance with another comic counterfeit of distress "My dear Fleda, it's the most captivating thing to breakfast at Carleton! "I have no idea the bread and butter is sweeter there than in some other parts of the world," said Fleda. "I don't know about the bread and butter," said Constance, "but those exquisite little sugar dishes!
During several days he wrote letters, in which the notes of gratitude and exultation, mingled with pity and sympathy with the suffering, and full of scarcely restrainable joy in view of the speedy termination of the war, are discernible. Whither now should Carleton go?
The officers of the garrison and the militia, with the British inhabitants, met at 10 o'clock, waited upon Carleton, and then proceeded to the English Church. After the service a parade took place when a feu de joie was fired. Carleton himself gave a dinner to sixty people, and a public fête was given at seven o'clock, which ended with a ball."
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