They found gathered before the house an unusual number of men, in animated conversation; but as the three figures approached, they all became silent, glancing at the new-comers in a way to indicate that the recent occurrence had formed the subject of their discussion.
Some of them now strolled away, while those who remained—all of them connected with the headquarters—drew aside to let Lieutenant Devereux and his companions pass.
"Do you know if Sergeant Knollys is within, Harris?" Jack inquired, addressing one of them.
"Yes, I am quite sure you will find him inside."
Turning to another of the men, Jack bade him have the horses brought at once, and order the escort to be ready for immediate departure.
"We shall have to hasten, Dot," he said hurriedly, as they went along the hall. "And," addressing her husband, "Captain Southorn, I must now turn you over to Captain Ireson."
"Then I am not like to see you again," said the young Englishman, as he extended his hand.
"No, I should have gone to Boston with you, to escort Captain Pickett on his return, but I have orders to see my small sister safely to the house and care of our neighbor, Mistress Knollys."
"And when are we to meet again?"
He spoke earnestly, almost with emotion, for he had come to have a strong affection for this handsome, high-spirited young Colonist, whose face and manner so resembled Dorothy's.