"Thee amuses me, lass. Thy attitude is England's precisely. The king and his counselors know that they are beaten, but are loath to sign articles of peace, acknowledging our independence, because by so doing they surrender their last hold upon what they are pleased to still term 'colonies.' But it must come." "A truce, a truce," she cried laughing. "How can we acknowledge that we are beaten? When did England ever confess such a thing? At any rate you never could have been victorious had you not been English yourselves." Peggy joined her father's laughter, and Harriet too was merry. "Get all the consolation thou canst out that fact, Harriet," said Mr. Owen. "So long as independence is acknowledged we care not what sop England throws to her pride. But," he added with a deep sigh, "I do wish most earnestly that peace would come." And so, in such frame of mind, for Harriet's confidence was so great that it could not but infect them, Dobbs Ferry was reached. The girl waved them a lively farewell as she stepped aboard the barge which was to take her across the river. "It won't be a week ere I shall be back, Peggy," she cried. "I don't mind saying now that I have reason for my belief that Sir Guy will do as I wish in this. A week, my cousin, and you, and Clifford, and I will start again for Lancaster." She secreted her passport as she waved again to them. "I pray so, Harriet," returned Peggy. "She builds too strongly upon the belief that the British commander will help her, I fear me," remarked Mr. Owen as the ferry pushed away for the far shore. Peggy turned to him quickly. "Has thee no hope, father?" "Very little, lass. General Washington warned Sir Henry Clinton what the consequences would be if he did not give up the perpetrators of the murder of Captain Johnson. Sir Henry responded by ordering a court-martial. When Sir Guy came he communicated the findings of the court, and seemed to feel bound by the fact that it returned a verdict of not guilty against the leaders. I see not how Harriet can change the attitude of the British commander." "If she fails will General Washington carry out the execution, father?" Peggy's lips tremblingly put the question. "He must, child. He must do what is right at whatever cost to his feelings. This whole affair hath distressed him greatly, but justice to the army and to the public require that the measure be carried out in full. He did not come to his determination without mature deliberation, and his course hath been sanctioned by Congress, and supported by the approbation of the principal officers of the army. The general explained the matter at some length to me last night. It is peculiarly distressing to us, lass, because the victim happens to be of kin. Still, however painful the matter is, we must acknowledge the justice of the proceeding." "Ye-es, father." But Peggy's voice was very faint, and she looked white and spent.