"AND SO WE WERE WEDDED"
"Do you hear firing," he asked, "far away in the west?"
"Yes."
"Concord lies northwest."
Silver Heels, absorbed in her task, hummed a little tune under her breath.
"The smoke follows the road," said the Minute Man.
The firing became audible in the room. Silver Heels raised her head with a grave glance at me. I went and knelt beside her.
"It is coming at last, little sweetheart," I said. "Will you go, now? Foxcroft will take you across the fields to some safe farm."
"You know Sir William would not have endured to see me leave at such a time," she said.