Rob of the Bowl: A Legend of St. Inigoe's. Vol. 1 (of 2)Kennedy, John Pendleton
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Rob of the Bowl: A Legend of St. Inigoe's. Vol. 1 (of 2)
Kennedy, John Pendleton
Maryland -- History -- Colonial period, ca. 1600-1775 -- Fiction
"I will bare thee to the buff, driveller, for this. Are you not steeped
in wickedness and abomination by evil-consorting with this copper
Captain, and this most horrid wood ranger? Hast no eye for thy family;
no regard for good name, that you must be strolling o' nights with
every pot-guzzler and foul-breathed and cankered cast-off of the wars?
I am ashamed of thee. You have been in your cups, I warrant, the
live-long night."
"Dame, I must speak, now," said Dauntrees.
"Thou, thou!" interrupted the hostess, with her face scarlet from
anger. "Never in a Christian land should such as thou be permitted to
lift thy head before honest people. His Lordship would do but justice
to the province to chain thee up in a dark stable, as a bull which may
not be trusted at large. Did you not beguile me last night with a base
lie? Did you not practice upon me, you faithless, false-hearted
coward?" here tears fell from the flashing eyes of the voluble
landlady. "Did you not steal that lob, my husband, from me, thief?"
"Appearances, dame," replied the Captain, with a grave composure, "if
they might be trusted, were certainly to my disfavour last night. But
then, I knew that when this matter was all over, I had a most
sufficient and excellent reason, which a considerate, virtuous, and
tender-hearted woman like yourself would fully approve, when she came
to hear it. There was matter in hand of great import and urgency; no
revelling, dame--no riot--but brave service, enjoined by his Lordship,
and which it was his Lordship's most earnest desire should be committed
in part to thy husband. It was an action of pith and bravery he had on
hand; and his Lordship being well aware, dame, that Garret's wife was a
woman of a loving heart, and gentle withal in her nature, and not
fitted to endure the wringing of her affection by such a trial as the
adventure imposed upon Garret, he charged me to make some light pretext
for withdrawing thy husband from thine eye, which, by fraud, I confess,
I did, and am now--since Garret hath worthily achieved his most
perilous duty--here to avow my own treachery. There is promotion and
great advantage at hand for this which will set up thy head, dame, the
highest amongst them that wear hoods."
"We have barely escaped with our lives, Mistress Dorothy," said Weasel,
in a whining accent of deprecation; "we should be made much of and
praised for our duty, not be set upon with taunts and foul rebukes; and
when you know all, wife, you will be sorry for this wounding of our
good name."
"This is but another trick," said the landlady.
"Nay, good mistress," interrupted the Captain, "I will agree to be
gibbeted by thine own fair hand, if I do not satisfy thee that in this
adventure we are deserving of all applause. The Lieutenant at the fort,
doubtless, told thee that we were absent last night on special duty at
his Lordship's command?"
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