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"Sammy!" cried Dorothy, "what did you steal your father's best snuff-box for?" "I only desired to offer snuff to General Schuyler," said Sammy, sullenly, amid a roar of laughter. "We're to dine at eight! Everybody is dressing; come on, Dorothy!" cried Cecile. "Mr. Clavarack vowed he'd perish if I kept him waiting " "You should see the escort!" said Ruyven to me.
"Damn you, will you hold your silly tongue?" she cried, and rose to launch the glass, but I sprang to my feet, horrified and astounded, arm outstretched. "Ruyven," I said, sharply, "is it you who fling such a taunt to shame your own kin? If there is aught of impropriety in what this man Sir John has done, is it not our affair with him in place of a silly gibe at Dorothy?"
A red-haired lad of seventeen came down the steps, offering his hand awkwardly. "I'm Ruyven Varick," he said. "These girls are fools to bait men of our age " He broke off to seize Dorothy by the arm. "Give me that watch, you vixen!" His sister scornfully freed her arm, and Ruyven stood sullenly clutching a handful of torn lace.
The patroon looked up at me sorrowfully. "George! George!" he said, "has it touched us already?" "Yes, sir," I muttered. "What?" whispered Cecile. "Father means the war. Our cousin Ormond is going to the war," exclaimed Ruyven, softly. There was a pause; then Cecile flung both arms around my neck and kissed me in choking silence.
"If you mean to keep our cousin Ormond to yourself " "I wish to discuss secrets with my cousin Ormond," said Dorothy, loftily, and stepped from her chair, nose in the air, and that heavy-lidded, insolent glance which once before had withered Ruyven, and now withered him again.
"We heard shots," he said; "I mistrusted it might be a salute from you, but came ready for anything, you see Lord! How thin you've grown, Ormond!" "I'm cornet, cousin!" burst out Ruyven, hugging me again in his excitement. "I charged with the squadron when we scattered McDonald's outlaws! A man let drive at me "
"Are you ready to mount Ruyven's nag and come home to a good bed and a glass of something neat?" "Let Ruyven ride," I said; "I need the walk, Sir George." "Need the walk!" he exclaimed. "Have you not had walks enough? and your moccasins and buckskins in rags!"
"I drink your health, Cousin George," she said, gravely "Benny, let that wine alone! Is there no small-beer there, that you go coughing and staining your bib over wine forbidden? Take his glass away, Ruyven! Take it quick, I say!"
Lady Schuyler is here and the General and the Carmichael girls we knew at school, and their cousin, Maddaleen Dirck, and Christie McDonald and Marguerite Haldimand cousin to the Tory general in Canada and " "I'm to walk a minuet with Madge Haldimand!" broke in Ruyven; "will you lend me your gold stock-buckle, Cousin Ormond?" "I mean to dance, too," cried Harry, crowding up to pluck my sleeve.
"A lad who listens to his elders through a key-hole is not fit for serious " A heavy assault on the door drowned Dorothy's voice. She waited calmly until the uproar had subsided. "Let us sit by the window," she said, "and I will tell you how we Varicks stand betwixt the deep sea and the devil." "I wish to come in!" shouted Ruyven, in a threatening voice.
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