(They enter the house.)
DIALOGUE V.
SCENE. The interior of a tent. Maitland, in travelling equipments, pacing the floor.
Maitland. William! Ho there!
Servant. (Looking in.) Your honor?
Mait. Is not that horse ready yet?
Ser't. Presently, your honor.
[Exit.
Mait. So the fellow has been here, it seems, and returned again to Fort Edward without seeing me. Of course, my lady deigns no answer.—An answer! Well, I thought I expected none. Ten minutes ago I should have sworn I expected none. Why, by this time that letter of mine has gone the rounds of the garrison, no doubt. William!