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Allin once, after having spent the day at a public feast, came into an official meeting drunk in the evening. I was present, and saw the horrible sight. It afterwards came out that this rude, ambitious man was something worse than a drunkard.
And when they met they simply looked into each other's eyes and clasped hands; the new disquiet being forgotten and the old affection leaping to its place. Just a moment. They were forming a little dance, and Lieutenant Vane was to lead with Miss Polly Wharton, while Primrose had Allin for a partner. "You little mischief," and Phil gave Primrose a soft pinch afterward, "how did you dare?
"He was paroled and exchanged. Since then I have heard nothing. And now I must go. First to see Allin, and then our Commander. The bulk of the troops are still to follow in the steps of these noble Frenchmen. And to-morrow night I must start south on an important mission. In the morning I shall see thee again. My respects to Madam Wetherill." Her arms were about his neck. How tall she had grown!
Yet I conformed, to some extent, to the prevailing custom; and it was not, I fear, through any great goodness of my own, that I did not become a drunkard. Several of my fellow-ministers became drunkards. Mr. Allin himself, after he fell under the influence of that bad rich man at Sheffield became a drunkard, and brought on shocks of paralysis by his excesses.
Betty and the babies were gone now, and she missed them sorely. But Allin came out with Phil, and Phil walked off with Polly. Would they never get talked out? Then Allin would draw her out in some fragrant nook and look at her with upbraiding eyes. Or, it was vivacious Peggy who would drag her in to tea, and then some girl would come and she and Allin be left alone again.
And he never raised his hand but once, and wasn't it queer that he and Allin and Andrew should have been in the mêlée, and now be such good friends? But when he saw that it was Andrew, he was quite horrified.
See, dear aunt, I have reconciled Tory and Rebel!" and she laughed bewitchingly. Allin said he must go, but he did wish Philemon Nevitt had not come quite so soon. How queer it was to meet thus, but then, could any man resist Primrose Henry? Afterward they had a long talk.
No, do not kiss me again," and she held her dainty head up haughtily. "It was all very wrong. I should not have allowed such a thing until I was quite sure. Allin, perhaps I am a coquette." "You may be anything if you are only mine." "And then of course I should be steady and devoted, and like Polly." That was a maddening picture to hold out.
She ran out heedlessly. Allin was no longer pale, and gaining flesh, but this man was ghostly, and for a moment she stared. "Oh, Phil! Phil!" she cried, and went to his arms with a great throb of sisterly love. "Oh, Primrose! Surely you have grown beautiful by the hour. And such a tall girl why, a very woman!" "But how have you come? We have been waiting and waiting for word.
There is one soldier who will shake hands heartily without malice, and my Cousin Andrew is often dropping in your cousin," in a sweet, unsteady voice, that was half a laugh and half a cry. "And we shall all be friends. Allin!" He thought the name had never sounded so sweet and he would have gone up to the cannon's mouth if she had summoned him that way.
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