“Oh, yes, the gentlemen of Congress are here somewhere, for there is Mr. Charles Lee, who is always to be found where they are. He pays court to them upon every occasion in the endeavor to convince them what great merit he showed at the battle of Monmouth.” And the youth laughed. “And the head-dresses,” exclaimed the girl in astonishment. “How high they are. And the pomade! And the powder! Why, Robert, all the fashion of the city is here!” “And what did the general say to thee, Peggy?” cried Sally’s voice, and Robert and Peggy turned to find Sally and Betty directly behind them. “Did he compliment thee upon thy name? ’Tis his favorite, thee knows. There comes Miss Margaret Shippen now, and look at thy general, Robert. One could tell that he was paying court to her.” “They are to be married soon, I hear,” announced Betty, when the laugh that had followed Sally’s remark died away. “How beautiful she is,” exclaimed Peggy admiringly as she gazed at the stately Miss Shippen. “She is indeed,” assented Robert, “though I would she were not a Tory.” “Fie, fie, Robert,” laughed Peggy. “Is not thy Cousin Kitty a Tory? I never heard thee object to her.” “Oh, Kitty! that’s different.” Robert was plainly embarrassed. “Is it?” The three girls laughed again, enjoying his confusion. “I but voice the objections of the army,” explained he when their merriment had subsided. “Of the Congress also, who fear the effect upon the people, there is so much feeling anent the Tories.” “Congress!” exclaimed Sally with a scornful toss of her head. “I should not mind what Congress said if I were General Arnold. They wouldn’t even give him his proper rank until after Saratoga, though His Excellency, General Washington, did his utmost to make them. I wouldn’t ask the old Congress anything anent the matter. So there!” “Hoity-toity, my young lady! Have a care to your words. Know you not that the gentlemen of that same Congress are present? It seems to me that I have heard that some of those same gentlemen are the very men who are on the board of a certain institution——” “Oh, hush, hush, Mr. Deering,” cried Sally turning with some excitement to the old gentleman. “’Tis a secret known to but few.” “Now what did I say?” he demanded as the others looked at the two in surprise. “Miss Peggy, won’t you defend me?” “Let him say it over, Sally,” said Peggy roguishly. “Perhaps we can tell then.” “No, no,” uttered Sally with a questioning glance at him. “Thee does know,” she burst forth as she met his twinkling eyes. “How did thee find it out, Mr. Deering?” “If you will glad an old man by treading this measure with him, I’ll tell you,” he answered. “Or perhaps you prefer a younger squire?” “Oh, thee! Thee every time,” cried she, linking her arm in his. “Won’t you follow them, Peggy?” asked Robert. “Why, no,” she answered in surprise. “Thee knows that I am a Quaker, Robert.”