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Updated: June 15, 2025
'Twas only yesterday I saw her taking the air on the river road, with Falconnet for an escort. You told me once he had a sure hand with the women and it made me mad; but, truly, I have come to think you drew it mild, Jack." Now though I could ply a decent ready blade, or keep a firing line from lurching at a pinch, I had not learned to put a snaffle on a blundering tongue, as I have said before.
I fear the madness of the moment must still have been upon me, for I said: "Since you are here yourself, dear lady, I need naught else." At a flash I had my whipping in a low dipped curtsy and a mocking smile like that she had flung to Falconnet. "Merci! mon Capitaine," she said; and for all my wincings under the sharp lash of her sarcasm I was moved to wonder how she had the French of it.
To these askings Yeates made answer that Falconnet and his troop, with the Cherokee contingent, had taken the road at midnight, or thereabouts; and that the Witherbys, with Mistress Margery riding her own black mare, and her maid on a pillion behind a negro groom, had passed some two hours later.
As for Falconnet, he was even then a ruffler and a bully, though he was not of the army.
So he and his factor fell to ciphering on a bit of paper, reckoning ways and means, as I took it, while Falconnet was asking for more particular orders. "You'll have them from headquarters direct," said Stuart. "Oconostota will furnish carriers, a Cherokee escort, and guides. The rendezvous will be hereabouts, and your route will be the Great Trace."
I would rejoice to know why Captain Sir Francis Falconnet saw fit to disobey his orders." I was clear of the lee shore and the breakers at last, but I was fain to believe that not Machiavelli himself could hope to weather the storm in the open. How much or how little did Lord Cornwallis remember of Colonel Tarleton's report?
He might have brought me straight from General Washington's headquarters while he was about it. 'Twould be no greater lie than that he told you." He heard me through, then fell to cursing me afresh, and would be sending an aide-de-camp hot-foot for Falconnet.
Sir Francis Falconnet, you know me?" The thin-lidded eyes were veiled for an instant, and then he lied smoothly. "Your pardon, Captain Ireton; I have not that honor." "'Tis a small matter, but you do lie this morning as basely as you lied to Richard Coverdale nine years agone," said I; and then I signed Jennifer to give the word. "Attention, gentlemen! On guard!"
The savages, drunk with lust of blood, leaped and danced around their victim. Falconnet sat his horse apart beneath the maples, and with his bodyguard of troopers, was well within the borderland of lurid shadow where the fire light mingled with the night. I crept away and made a swift detour to the right to come behind the rearmost horseman of the troop.
They spoke guardedly, but we could hear could not help hearing. "You have seen nothing, Gordon?" "Nothing, as yet." "Make the round again and tell the men 'twill be ten gold joes and a double allowance of liquor to the man who first claps eyes on any one of the four." The subaltern went to carry out the order, and Falconnet fell to pacing back and forth before the little wigwam.
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