“There is true blood in yours,” said Dennis, “and the secret of the skies is in your soul.”
“And there are two crowns in that secret and the heart of France. And one of the crowns is a woman’s—a glorious woman’s. Oh, Dennis, you should see our Queen! She admires Washington, she loves America!”
Dennis dropped down on his knees.
The glittering Frenchman rode away, bowing to the prostrate man.
“An’ I do believe he is a prophet, after all,” said Dennis.
It would be great news that he would have to take back to Lebanon now. How that French prophet bowed and bowed to him.
His heart rejoiced to bear good news to the Governor.
Peter, as we have said, delighted in bringing the Governor good news. One day he was sent to Boston for letters which were expected to arrive from England. One was given him for the Governor which was marked “Important.” He hurried back to the war office with it, running his spirited horse much of the way.
He delivered the letter to the Governor, in the war office.
“Wait!” said the Governor, as he was about to go.