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Squire Hennion would have to take a back seat in politics, I guess." The squire could not wholly keep the pleasure the thought gave him from his face. "'T would be a god-send to the county," he cried. "Ye know that as well as I." "As to that, I'll say nothing," answered Joe. "But of course, if I'm going to throw my influence with you, I expect something in return." "And what 's that?" asked Mr.
"I'll teach him ter have done with his cutty-eyed tricks," roared Phil, doubling up his fists, and turning, "I'll " "Mr. Hennion!" exclaimed the girl, her cheeks gone very white. "You gave me your word that " "I never gave no word 'bout not threshing the lick." "Most certainly you did, for you you would have to tell him before and if you do that, I'll "
"Would to God it were to arrange a battle in which I might fall!" "'T is likely lists of prisoners will be shown, and should ye chance to see the name of Leftenant Hennion on any of those handed in by the rebels I recommend that ye do not advertise the fact when ye return to Philadelphia." "But the fellow's dead."
"Philemon has promised us his aid, Lord Clowes," replied Mrs. Meredith, "and so we need not trouble thee." "Hennion! But he must go with his regiment." "He offers us a place in the baggage train." "Evidently he has not seen the general orders. Clinton is too good an officer to so encumber himself; and the orders are strict that only the women of the regiments be permitted to march with the army.
"I advise agin it, Colonel Harcourt," interjected Philemon, his face red with some emotion. "That prisoner's a sly, sneaky tyke, and " "Get the troop mounted, Mr. Hennion," commanded his superior. "Mr. Meredith, I leave our captive in charge of a sergeant and two troopers, with orders that if I am not back within twenty-four hours he be taken to Brunswick.
And how can we know where they set the ambush, so as to set a counter one?" "It's easy as can be. When they have the mail, it 's to Hennion's barn they all goes, where they cut it open and takes out everything as Clinton will pay for, and sends it off at once on one of the boats of provisions as old Hennion is stealing into New York two or three times a week."
Hanging his hat upon the candle hook on one side of the chimney breast and his cloak on the other, he stood revealed a well-dressed officer, in the uniform of a Continental colonel. It had taken the roomful a moment to recover their equipoise after the fright, but now Squire Hennion spoke up: "So yer retreatin' some more, hey?"
"Don't try to bully me!" snorted the squire, shaking his fist in turn, and much nearer to the hatchet-face of his antipathy. "Put that down or I'll teach ye manners! Yes, damn ye, for the first time in your life ye shall be made to behave like a gentleman!" "I defy yer ter make me!" retorted Hennion, with unconscious humour. "Heyday!" said Mrs.
"That he sends me the likeliest one from his last shipment. What sort of fellow is he, Phil?" Hennion paused to swallow an over-large mouthful, which almost produced a choking fit, before he could reply. "He han't a civil word about him, squire a regular sullen dog." "Cauldwell writes guardedly, saying it was the best he could do. Where d' ye leave him, lad?" "Outside, in my waggon."
"How does yer know?" demanded Squire Hennion. "I wuz down ter the river ter see if my boat wuz tied fast enuf ter stand the blow an' I hearn the tramp of snogers comin' across the bridge." "The bridge!" shouted Bagby. "Then they must be Swamp it! there is n't more than time enough to run." Clearly he spoke truly, for even as he ended his sentence the still unclosed door was filled by armed men.
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