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No one could have said it, because he was Floyd's friend, but you see you were so young, such a child, and I was a sort of grandmother, and you had been in so little society " Gertrude breaks down in a nervous tremble, then she laughs hysterically. "I didn't want you to think I was running after him," she cries, deprecatingly.
"Why, Delia Floyd the silly fool! if I must speak so strongly." "Then he is really in love with Squire Floyd's daughter?" "It looks like it, if he's taking on as his mother says," answered my wife, with considerable feeling. "And Delia will rue the day she turned from as true a man as Henry Wallingford." "Bless me, Constance! you've got deeper into this matter, than either his mother or me.
At Paris they met her again, and here Floyd had occasion to ask himself with a little caustic satire if he had really loved her? She had grown handsomer, she was proud of her rank and station and the homage laid at her feet. The Grandons returned home and took possession of Floyd's house. He went on to Egypt, the Holy Land, and India.
"That would be James Douglass," I mused. "He came down here with Floyd's surveying-party last spring. I wonder who was killed." "Enough to know the Indians have been here," she said, drawing closer to me. "Can't we go the way they did and be safe?" "We might make it. But 'gone down this way' means they started for New Orleans. A long, roundabout journey to Williamsburg." "Oh, never that!
As we were in the neighborhood of Squire Floyd's pleasant cottage, I was naturally curious, under the circumstances, to see whether the young man was going to make a visit at so early an hour; and I managed to keep long enough in sight to have this matter determined. Ralph called at the Squire's, and I saw him admitted. So I shook my head disapprovingly, and kept on my way.
Pike ignored the question. "'Twas nearly a smash," he said, looking at the two carts now proceeding on their different ways. "That cart of Floyd's is always in hot water; the man drinks; Floyd turned him off once."
Between midnight and day a large body of Indians, led by the warrior Weather-ford and Colonel Woodbine, an English officer, attacked General Floyd's camp. His troops were taken by surprise, but they were not demoralized. They had been fighting for six months, and were seasoned to all the dangers of Indian warfare. Above all, they had a leader who possessed in a wonderful degree a genius for war.
"We don't consider it a trouble to do anything for those we love. I wonder if you would like to peep at him making no noise, remember! He is sleeping under a drug. Come, Dear, and I'll look at him first." The governor's wife followed Ann to Floyd's door, and waited until a beckoning finger called her in. She entered the darkened chamber, and paused a moment to get her bearings.
"Dem dogs is eatin' dere haids off," he began, fidgeting about the table, brushing the crumbs on to a tray only to spill half of them on the floor "an' Mister Floyd's coachman done say dat his young marster's jes' a-dyin' for 'em an' don't cyar what he pay for 'em, dat is if ye " but St. George cut him short. "What did you say, Todd?"
Grandon does it rather against her will. Is it bringing temptation to Floyd's hand, that perhaps might not reach out otherwise! That is settled. Floyd's boxes and trunks make their appearance, Eugene orders the horses, and the four go to drive on this magnificent afternoon. "I think," Floyd says to his mother when the sound of wheels has subsided, "this luggage may as well go to the tower room.
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