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Already she had forgotten the quarrel and remembered only the bliss of the reconciliation. "I've had visitors while you were out, honey," said the old man as she bent to kiss him. "Mr. Chamberlayne and Mr. Jonathan came up and sat a bit with me." "Was it on business, grandfather?"
One May day Washington rode off from Mount Vernon to carry despatches to Williamsburg. He stopped at William's Ferry for dinner with his friend Major Chamberlayne. At the table was Mrs. Daniel Parke Custis, who, under her maiden name of Martha Dandridge, was well known throughout that region for her beauty and sweet disposition. She was now a widow of twenty-six, with two small children.
He left the room and presently returned with a large mounted photograph which he laid on the table before his visitor. "There you are, sir," he said. "Quite fresh, you see it must be getting on to twenty years since that was taken out of the drawer that it's been kept in. Now, that's Maitland. And that's Chamberlayne."
That is, of course, to find out who murdered John Maitland, or Marbury. What you have told me about the Chamberlayne affair has led me to think this there may have been people, or a person, in London, who was anxious to get Marbury, as we'll call him, out of the way, and who somehow encountered him that night anxious to silence him, I mean, because of the Chamberlayne affair.
Towards the end of the afternoon, Chamberlayne was taken suddenly ill, and though they got a doctor to him at once, he died before evening. The doctor said he'd a diseased heart. Anyhow, he was able to certify the cause of his death, so there was no inquest and they buried him, as I have told you."
But he found that Stephen Chamberlayne had left England months before. Gone, they said, to one of the colonies, but they didn't know which. And the solicitor had also gone. And the doctor couldn't be traced, no, sir, not even through the Medical Register. What do you think of all that, Mr. Spargo?" "I think," answered Spargo, "that Market Milcaster folk are considerably slow.
Without that soft yet indomitable influence, he would never have lied in the beginning, would never have covered his faithlessness with the hypocrisy of duty. "You have been a great comfort to her, Mr. Chamberlayne," said Kesiah, breaking the silence at last. A low sound, half a sob, half a sigh, escaped the lawyer's lips. "A spirit like hers needs no other prop than her Creator," he replied.
"If that grave's empty," said Breton, "I'll tell you a good deal." There travelled down together to Market Milcaster late that afternoon, Spargo, Breton, the officials from the Home Office, entrusted with the order for the opening of the Chamberlayne grave, and a solicitor acting on behalf of the proprietor of the Watchman.
Well, all folks don't observe things as sharply as I do 'twas a way I was born with. But I passed him at the fork as I came up, an' he was standin' just as solemn an' silent while Mr. Chamberlayne, over from Applegate, was askin' him questions." "What questions? Did you hear them?" "Oh, about his mother an' prospects of the grist-mill.
The prince sate with her to grand dynner and supper so to many Lordes and Ladies, my Lord Canterbury, my Lord Treasurer, my Lord Chamberlayne, etc. The King dynner and supper droncke healthe to the bride, the bridgegroome stood behinde the bride; the dynner and supper.
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