A Song of a Single Note: A Love StoryBarr, Amelia E.
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A Song of a Single Note: A Love Story
Barr, Amelia E.
Fiction; Love stories
In spite, therefore, of the bitter weather and the scarcity of all the
necessaries of life, the world went very well again for the Semples;
and though at the end of December, Clinton sailed southward, Lord Medway
had a furlough for some weeks, so that in this respect the military
movement did not interfere with Maria's social pleasures. Two days
before the embarkment of the troops Colonel DeLancey called one morning
on the Elder. He had sold a piece of property to the government, and in
making out the title information was wanted that only Elder Semple, who
was the original proprietor, could give. DeLancey asked him, therefore,
to drive back with him to the King's Arms and settle the matter, and the
Elder was pleased to do so. Anything that took him among his old
associates and gave him a little importance was particularly agreeable,
and in spite of the cold he went off in the highest spirits.
The King's Arms was soon reached, and he found in its comfortable parlor
General Ludlow, Recorder John Watts, Jr., Treasurer Cruger,
Commissioners DeGeist and Housewert, and Lawyer Spiegel. After Semple's
arrival the business which had called them together was soon settled,
and it being near noon, Ludlow called for a bottle of old port and some
beef sandwiches. The room was warm and bright, the company friendly and
well informed on political matters, and a second bottle was drunk ere
they made a movement to break up the pleasant meeting. Then Ludlow
arose, and for a few minutes they stood around the blazing fire, the
Elder very happy in the exercise of his old influence and authority. But
just as they were going to shake hands the door was flung open and
Captain Macpherson appeared. For a moment he stood irresolute, then he
suddenly made up his mind that he had chanced upon a great opportunity
for placing himself right with the public, and so, advancing toward
Elder Semple, who had pointedly turned his back upon him, he said:
"Elder, I am grateful for this fortunate occasion. I wish before these
gentlemen to assure you that I did my duty with the most painful
reluctance. I beg you to forgive the loss and annoyance this duty has
caused you."
Then Semple turned to him. His eyes were flashing, his face red and
furious. He looked thirty years younger than usual, as with withering
scorn he answered:
_"Caitiff!_ Out of my sight!"
"No, sir," continued the foolish young man, "not until you listen to me.
As a soldier and a gentleman, I had a duty to perform."
"You hae covered the names o' 'soldier' and 'gentleman' wi' infamy.
Duty, indeed! What duty o' yours was it to examine a letter that came to
a house where you were making an evening call? No matter how the letter
came--through the window or by the door--you had nae duty in the matter.
It was your cursed, curious, spying impertinence. No gentleman would hae
opened it. The letter was not directed to you,--you admitted that in
court. God in Heaven! What right had you to open it?"
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