" Meanwhile Whately stepped to the sideboard and helped
himself liberally to the sherry.
"You know me must maintain discipline," resumed Whately, as his
uncle entered the dining-room. "The night is mild and still. Let a
long table be set on the piazza for my men. I can then pledge them
through the open window, for since I give them such hard service, I
must make amends when I can. Ah, Perkins, have your people rub the
horses till they are ready to prance, then feed them lightly, two
hours later a heavier feed, that's a good fellow! You were born
under a lucky star, uncle. You might now be tied up by your thumbs,
while the Yanks helped themselves."
"It surely was a kind Providence which brought you here, nephew."
"No doubt, no doubt; my good horse, also, and, I may add, the wish
to see my pretty cousin. Ah! here she comes with the blushes of the
morning on her cheeks," but his warmer than a cousinly embrace and
kiss left the crimson of anger in their places.
She drew herself up indignantly to her full height and said, "We
have been discussing the fact that I am quite grown up.
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