“But you will allow me to say——”
“Not a syllable against dropping your anchor in this harbor.”
“Well, I won’t! I was only about to observe that I used to hear Judith threaten her ‘gay Tom’ to make him do as he liked! You are only making me do as I like,” said the young lieutenant, with a bow to Erminie.
“And now let us talk about something else! Young ladies, this is a great holiday! To-night there is to be a brilliant illumination, in honor of the two great victories of Gettysburg and Vicksburg. I have ordered in several pounds of wax-candles, which, when they come, you will have cut into the proper lengths. I have also spoken to a carpenter to come and fix holders for the lights at the windows. You can send a servant with him through the rooms,” said Justin.
CHAPTER III.
JUSTIN ENLISTS.—ELFIE DRILLS.
Sound, sound the clarion—fill, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
One crowded hour of glorious strife
Is worth an age without a name!
’Twas bustle in the street below—