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"Mistress Molines a word with you," began he with an unconscious imperiousness that at once aroused the girl's rebellious spirit. "Nay, Captain, I am not of your train band, and your business must await my pleasure and convenience. Now, I am over busy."
"Wooing what I I know not fairly," stammered John Alden, but the captain still gazing upon Hither Manomet, where now the purple bloom of twilight was replacing the glory of the sunset, marked not the pallor stealing the red from beneath the brown of the young fellow's cheek, nor heard the discordant falter of his voice. "Ay," replied he thoughtfully, "my wooing of Priscilla Molines, thou knowest.
And so it came to pass that Priscilla Molines, moaning in her feverish unrest, felt a moist linen laid upon her brow and a cup held to her parched lips. "Petite maman!" murmured she, and with those moistened lips kissed the hand that held the cup. Standish sadly smiled a little, and passed on to the next bed where lay Desire Minter, not so ill, but far more requiring than Priscilla.
"Give me their medicine and directions, I can care for them well enow and for Bradford whose huckle-bone giveth him sore distress to-night." Hip-bone. "I doubt me if he wins through," said the Doctor softly; "and White and Molines will never see the morning, and Mistress Winslow is going fast well, I leave the maids and Bradford to thee." "Ay, I'll do my best," replied Standish briefly.
Among these young fellows was a slight, dark-eyed lad of about nineteen, who so soon as he had landed asked for the Demoiselle Molines. "Priscilla Molines? Dost thou know her then?" inquired Alden who heard the question, although addressed to Billington, who only grinned at the lad's French accent and made no reply. "Certainly, yes. My sister is of her closest friends." "Ay?
"Nay, then, must I bewray confidence and tell thee that one who knows assures me that Priscilla Molines would not say thee nay wert thou to ask her?" "Pst! What folly art thou at now, Master Winslow? This is no more than woman's gossip. Some of thy new love's havers, I'll be bound."
"Master Molines was a discreet and careful man and seldom told out all his thought," said Bradford astutely. "Methinks he counted upon 'the way of a man with a maid, and left it to thee to find out the most perfect plan of caring for a young gentlewoman." "Dost think so, Will? Dost think he meant me to take her to wife?
Myles Standish, compact, hard-headed little captain of the Puritan guard at Plymouth, never knew the meaning of fear until he went a-courting Priscilla Mullins or was she a Molines, as some say? He had fought white men and red men and never reeked of danger in the doing it, but his courage sank to his boots whenever this demure maiden glanced at him, as he thought, with approval.
The captain also hesitated a moment, and then removing his barret cap with a bow whose stately courtesy recalled his lineage he said, "Pardon me, Mistress Molines, for what it seems was undue presumption. May I ask if the Council is convened here or at the Common house?" "At the Common house, Captain; but indeed and by my faith I know not"
'T is Priscilla Molines and Desire Minter, both shrewdly burned with fever, and needing medicine and care lest they should fall to raving before morning. I'd not ask thee, knowing all thou hast on hand, but goodwife Billington must not quit" "Nay, nay, what needs so many words," interrupted Standish.
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