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He had been in the Northern navy of America during the last war, and had already introduced some of the discipline, to which he had been accustomed, amongst my small crew. Bella was up on deck enjoying the sunset; so was my mother. Lancey was busy cleaning my fowling-piece, near the companion-hatch. "It is charming," exclaimed my mother. "So calm," said Bella.
A Captain Montresor he who afterward, when a colonel, was Howe's engineer used to ride with her in the spring of '69. He was a tall, stout man of middle age, and much spoken of as likely to marry my Aunt Gainor, although she was older than he, for, as fat Oliver de Lancey said years after, "There is no age to a woman's money, and guineas are always young."
Two years James De Lancey acted as Governor, and the citizens were really sorry when Admiral Sir Charles Hardy was sent to take his place. Sir Charles was not slow to see and to admit that while he was a good sailor, he did not make a good Governor, so after a year he resigned, and the province was once more left to the care of De Lancey.
I couldn't rightly hear all you said to the master." "It was about torpedo warfare we were talking," said the skipper. "You know that sort o' thing is only in its infancy, but the Americans, as usual, had the honour of starting it fairly into being." "The `honour, eh?" said Lancey; "h'm! well, I'm not so sure about the honour, but go on."
There was nothing very particular in the appearance of the two men, except that they formed contrasts, one being tall and thin, the other short and thick. Both were comrades and bosom friends, and both took a strong fancy to their English comrade. Lancey had also taken a fancy to them.
"Now look here, Jeff," he said, having seen to the trappings of his steed, "you know what war is. Great things are at stake. I may not delay even to chat with you. But a few words will suffice. Do you know anything about your servant Lancey?" "Nothing. I would give anything to hear that the poor fellow was alive. Have you " "Yes, I have seen him.
Still Eskiwin moved with slow deliberation. When the grave was covered he kneeled and prayed. "Come, come; you can do that on horseback" said Lancey, with impatience. Eskiwin took no notice of the irreverent interruption, but calmly finished his prayer, cast one sorrowful glance on the grave, and remounted his charger.
At the end of that time Governor Clinton, finding that his power grew less and less, and that De Lancey became more and more popular, resigned his office. A few months went by, and then came Sir Danvers Osborne to be Governor.
"How do you do, Lucille?" we heard a sweetly tremulous voice repeated by the faithful little vocaphone. "Comment vous portez-vous, Mademoiselle?" "Tres bien." "Mademoiselle honours her poor Lucille beyond her dreams. Will you not be seated here in this easy chair?" "My God!" exclaimed Garrick, starting back from the vocaphone. "She is there alone. Mrs. de Lancey is not with her.
"Look me in the face," said the Pasha suddenly, turning his piercing grey eyes full on him guest. Supposing that this was a prelude to an expression of doubt as to his honesty, Lancey did look the Pasha full in the face, and returned his stare with interest. "Do you see this cut over the bridge of my nose?" demanded the Pasha. Lancey saw it, and admitted that it must have been a bad one.
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