"Does it seem so strange to you, my wish to be of benefit to the cause, that you cannot believe my story sufficiently to allow me an interview with Colonel Powers?"
"I don't see where the harm would be in that, lad; but it isn't for me to say. Captain Jordan is in command of this squad."
"But hark you, Mr. Hubbard. I have told only the truth. If my mother, a poor widow woman, is forced to take English officers as boarders, does that make of me a Tory?"
"Well, lad, I can't rightly say it does, though after the junketin's you people have had in Philadelphia this winter, I allow all hands are more or less afflicted with that disease."
"But I am not. The story I told about meeting Grimshaw is true. One of my companions is the son of Chris Ludwick, whom likely you know; we drew lots to see who should come here, and I was pleased because the choice fell on me. Do you think it right that I should be flogged and sent back before your officers have had time to find out whether I am telling the truth or a lie?"
"No, lad, I don't, for I allow you have had plenty of chances to hear that which would be valuable to our side; but whether you would tell it or not is another matter."
"Why shouldn't I want to tell it? Are the soldiers of the Continental army the only men in the country who love the cause?"
"Those who love the cause should be in the army when men are needed as now."
"Before General Howe took possession of Philadelphia I was too young to be received as a soldier—am too young now; but shall make the attempt to enter as soon as possible."
"Would you be willing to enlist to-day?"