United States -- History -- Revolution, 1775-1783 -- Fiction
"And now, little Mistress Southorn," Washington said, smiling once
more, "tell me, have you consented to leave America and go with your
husband?"
"Yes, sir," she replied almost sadly, and stealing a look at her
brother's downcast face.
"It would seem, then, that the matter is settled as it should be, and
to the satisfaction of all parties," Washington said heartily. "And I
wish God's blessing upon both of you young people, and shall hope,
Mistress Dorothy, that your heart will not be entirely weaned from your
own land."
"That can never be, sir," she exclaimed with sudden spirit, and
glancing almost defiantly at her husband, who only smiled in return.
"Aye, child--so? I am truly glad to hear it." Then rising from his
chair, he said: "And now I must ask you to excuse me, as I have matters
of importance awaiting my attention, and regret greatly that I cannot
spare more time thus pleasantly. You will escort your sister back to
Dorchester in the morning, Lieutenant?"
"Aye, sir, with your permission."
"You have it; and you had better take the same number of men you had
yesterday. Return as speedily as possible, as there are signs of--"
He checked himself abruptly, but swept away any suggestion of
discourtesy by saying, as he held out his hand to the young Englishman,
"I'll bid you good-night, Captain Southorn; you see that it is natural
now to think of you as a friend."
"It is an honor to me, sir, to hear you say as much," the other
replied, as he took the extended hand and bowed low over it. "And I
beg to thank you for all your kindness to me and to--my wife."
Dorothy now courtesied to Washington, and was about to leave the room,
when he stretched out a detaining hand.
"Stay a moment, child. I am not likely to see you again before you
depart, and therefore it is good-by as well as good-night. You will
see that I have endeavored to do what was best for you, although I must
admit"--and he glanced smilingly at Jack--"it was no great task for me
to bring your brother to see matters as I did. And now may God bless
you, and keep your heart the brave, true one I shall always remember."
She was unable to speak, and could only lift her eyes to the face of
this great man, who, notwithstanding the weight of anxiety and
responsibility pressing upon him, had been the one to smooth away the
troubles which had threatened to mar her young life, and who had now
brought about the desire of her heart.
But his kindly look at length gave her courage, and she managed to say,
although chokingly, "I can never find words in which to thank you, sir."
He bowed as the three left the room, and no word was spoken while they
took their way down the hall to Dorothy's apartment.
Jack opened the door and motioned the others to enter.
"I must leave you now," he said, "and go to see Hugh Knollys. He is
not feeling just right to-night."
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