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They ogle the ladies through their quizzing glasses, wear high-heeled slippers, and diddle along on their toes like a French dancing-master teaching his pupils the minuet. The ladies simper and giggle and wink at the gentlemen from behind their fans, and leave you to imagine something they don't say." Again Lord Upperton saw a troubled look upon Miss Newville's face.
Newville's other guests, was very appetizing, oysters raw and fried, clam soup, broiled halibut, fresh mackerel, corned beef and pork, plum-pudding and pie. Lord William Howe, commander-in-chief of his majesty's forces in America, was a gentleman, polite, affable, who delighted to make himself agreeable to beautiful ladies.
"It was very kind of you to send such a basket of fruit to me, a stranger; will you please accept a little gift in return? It is not much, but it will let you know that I appreciate your goodness," said Rachel, placing a bundle in Miss Newville's hands.
Berinthia saw a startled look upon Mr. Newville's face. "Do you think, your excellency, the time will ever come when his majesty's troops will take their departure?" "I trust not; but this rebellion, which we thought would be confined to this Province, has become a continental question.
You remember that sweet girl, Lucy Flucker, whom you met at Miss Newville's garden party?" "Yes, a lovely lady." "Her father is secretary of the Colony, and of course sides with the king, but she is soon to be married to the bookseller, Mr. Knox, greatly against the wishes of the family; not because he is not worthy of her, but because he opposes the king and his ministers," said Berinthia.
They went at a brisk trot over the Neck leading to Roxbury, and turned to the left, taking the Dorchester road. At times the horses came to a walk, but at a chirrup from Robert quickened their pace, the colt throwing snowballs into Miss Newville's face. "You must excuse him, Miss Newville; he is young, and has not learned to be polite," Robert said, apologizing for the animal.
The busy brain of Berinthia planned the way. The British had seized all the boats along the wharves, and sentinels were guarding them, but there was an Indian canoe in the loft of the shipyard. Abraham Duncan would put it in trim and render all possible assistance. No tears dimmed Ruth Newville's eyes when she bade him good-by and gave him a parting kiss.
I do not anticipate disaster to the troops under my command." "Shall we drink the health of our gracious sovereign?" said Mr. Newville. The others drained their glasses, but Miss Newville's and Berinthia's were not lifted from the table. "What, daughter! What is the meaning of this? Not drink the health of the king!" Mr. Newville exclaimed. "No, father.
He had been stopped by the gate-keeper, because he had only a ticket and a half the half ticket for the bear; but it being a she-bear and ladies being admitted at half price, the hurdy-gurdy man won the day. Everybody laughed and said it was the best joke of the season." Lord Upperton saw a troubled look upon Miss Newville's face, as if she had heard quite enough about masquerades.
He could distinguish the home of Captain Brandon, and the Green Dragon Tavern, its doors closed. It was not these buildings, however, that most interested him, but a mansion on the slope of Beacon Hill, with its surrounding grounds, the Newville home. The window of Miss Newville's chamber was open, the curtain drawn aside. His spy-glass made it seem very near.
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