"Oh, Peggy! then thee believes that he must die?" came from Sally in a sob. "I am afraid so, Sally. Clifford himself thinks there is no hope." For a time Sally sat very still, then she spoke softly: "Peggy!" "Yes, Sally." "Did thee tell Clifford about me? How I did not betray him to Sheriff Will?" "I tried to, but he would not listen. Harriet took him to task for it, Sally. She told him that if thee said thee did not betray him, thee didn't." And Peggy related all that had passed regarding the matter. "Then he will die believing that I was a false friend to thee, and that I betrayed him who was a guest of my hospitality," remarked the girl mournfully. "Oh, 'tis bitter to be misjudged! 'Tis bitter!" And to Peggy's astonishment she burst into tears. "Why, Sally! I did not know thee cared so much," cried Peggy. "I--I don't," flashed Sally. "At least, not much. 'Tis only--only that I do not like to be misjudged. And I've never been given so much as a chance to defend myself. Oh, dear!" dabbing her eyes viciously with her kerchief as she spoke, "I don't suppose they can help it, but of all stubborn, unreasonable creatures on this earth I do think Englishmen are the worst! I'd just like one chance to tell Clifford Owen so." "Well, why doesn't thee?" asked Peggy suddenly. "Peggy!" Sally sat up very straight and stared at her. "Just what does thee mean?" "Just what I say, Sally. He is at the Bunch of Grapes. If thee wishes to see him I will take thee there. Then thee can have thy chance." "But--but----" The color flooded Sally's face from brow to chin. Presently she laughed. "Well, he couldn't run away from me, could he? He would have to listen. I'll do it. 'Twill be the last opportunity I shall ever have of clearing myself. I would not dare do it only, being bound, he cannot help but listen. Come, Peggy!" "Bound?" exclaimed Peggy amazed. "What put such a notion in thy head, Sally? He was not when we came from Lancaster." "That was because he was riding. 'Tis only since he entered the city. Did thee not know that the Minister of War hath charge of him now? 'Tis he who hath insisted upon extra precautions being taken on account of the Tories. 'Tis talked everywhere on the streets, Peggy, that he is bound." Peggy instantly became troubled. "That would be severe treatment," she said. "Methought 'twas understood that he was to be granted every indulgence consistent with his safe-keeping. I like not to think of him being bound. Let's go, Sally." Quickly they made themselves ready, and then proceeded to the Bunch of Grapes Tavern in Third Street. Sally alternated between timidity and assurance. "With the shadow of death upon him he ought to wish to right every injustice that he hath done," she remarked as they reached the inn. Peggy caught sight of Major Gordon just then, and did not reply. Instead she called to the British officer. He came to them instantly. "May we see Captain Williams for a few moments, sir?" she asked.