Rolfe hastened down to conduct this lady to the presence of his wife. In came the stately dame, rustling in violet silk and Flanders lace.
“Welcome to London, Lady Rebecca,” she said. “My husband has often told me of your many kindnesses to our colony in Virginia. I feel that we are already acquaint.”
Both ladies curtsied low to each other, each taking note of the other’s appearance in the meanwhile.
When they were seated Lady De La Warre said to Pocahontas, “It will give me much pleasure to present you at court. I have many skilled needlewomen waiting to provide you with a suitable robe.”
“Pocahontas thanks Lady De La Warre for her kind interest. She is happy to be in the land of the pale-faces.”
“You must come and be my guest until after your appearance at court. My lord seconds the invitation and sends greetings. He is away now with the King, who is hunting at Theobalds.”
“Please convey our sincere respects to your noble lord, my lady. Your kind invitation we gladly accept,” replied Rolfe, answering for his wife.
“Now I must take my departure,” said Lady De La Warre, rising. “I will send my coach for you to-morrow.”