Busy was the week that followed, both for Rolfe and Pocahontas; he making arrangements for a long absence and she putting in order the dearly loved home.
All Jamestown was agog with the news of Pocahontas’s presentation at court. A halo of new interest surrounded her.
Riding home from the fields late one evening, Rolfe saw Adam Clotworthy leaning against the gate.
“Ha, Adam; I am right glad to see you. Have you come to take a look at the boy?”
“Yes, Master Rolfe, and I find that it is harder to part with him than I thought. You know he has been dear to me ever since his birth. I feel as if I owned some part of him, seeing that madam, his mother, was so gracious as to choose me for her god-father. I came to ask if you would not take me to England as your serving-man, and a sort of under-nurse to the boy.”
“Well, Adam, I will take you. Your devotion to the boy weighs heavily in your favor.”
“Thank you, Master Rolfe, you will never have cause to repent of your kindness as long as the boy is above ground.”
CHAPTER XXV
Mad merry Yule-tide was in full possession of London as the coach containing the Lady Rebecca and her party posted up from Plymouth.