"Pardon me, Mr. Hollins, that is hardly the correct term. The late colonies would be better," interrupted Katharine, with much spirit.
"Oh, well, you know, I am merely anticipating, of course; we 'll have them back fast enough, after while. Now, if they—"
"Pardon me again, sir, but that is another contention2 I can hardly admit. You 'll never have them back,—never, never!"
"Oh, come, Miss Wilton," said another, "you surely do not think the colonies—oh, well, the late colonies, if you will insist upon it—can maintain a fight with the power of Great Britain, for any length of time! Why, madam, the English spirit—"
"Well, sir, what else have we but the English spirit? What other blood runs in our veins3, pray? Just as you love and prize your liberty, so too do we, and we will not be dominated and ruled over, even by our brothers. No, no, Mr. Beauchamp, or you, either, Mr. Hollins; it is no use. We are just as determined4 as you are; and there is but one way to win back the colonies, as you call them, to their allegiance."
"And how is that, pray?"
"Why, by depopulating them, overwhelming them, killing5 the people, and wasting the land. Only a war of extermination6 will serve your purpose."
"Well," said Hollins, doggedly7, "if they must have it, they must—let it be extermination! The authority of the king and the power of Parliament must be upheld at all hazards."
"Ah, that is easy enough to say," replied Katharine, "but three millions of English-speaking liberty-loving people are not to be blotted8 out by a wave of the hand; they are not so easily exterminated10, as you will find. Besides, it is easy to speak in general terms; but thousands and thousands are young and helpless, or old and feeble,—grandsires or women or children,—how about them? As long as there is a woman left or a child, your task is yet unfulfilled. Make a personal application of it; I am one of them. Do you wish to exterminate9 me, sir?" she said, looking up at him brilliantly, with her glorious brown eyes.
"Oh, you—you are different, of course," said the lieutenant11, hesitatingly, not liking12 to face this intensely personal application of his intemperate13 remark.
"Not I! I am just like the rest—"
"Treason! I won't hear it," said Desborough, softly. "There are no others like you on earth."
"Just like the rest," she continued emphatically, unheeding the interruption, which the others had hardly caught, "and I will tell you that never again will that flag at the gaff there be the flag of America. You have lost us for good."
"Oh, don't say that. Make a personal exception of yourself at least,
Miss Wilton, and give us room to hope a little."
"No, no," she laughed. "You have lost us all—me included."
There was a chorus of expostulation and argument immediately, but Miss
Wilton was not to be overborne.
"Father!" she called quickly to the colonel, who, followed by the captain, at once joined the little group of officers. "These gentlemen seem to doubt me when I say their sometime colonies are gone for good. Won't you help me to state the point so they will understand it?"
"Gentlemen," said the old colonel, slowly and impressively, "the colonies were the most loyal and devoted14 portion of the king's dominion15 at one time. I have been up and down the length and breadth of them, I know the feeling. I was for years a soldier of the king myself,—with your fathers, young sirs,—and I can bear witness that no part of the kingdom responded with such alacrity16 to every legitimate17 demand upon it by the home government. Never did men so readily and willingly offer themselves and their goods for the service of the king. But it is all changed now. The change came slowly, but it came inevitably18 and surely, and you could no more change the present conditions than you could turn back the sun in its course. England has lost her colonies—"
"Her late colonies," corrected Katharine, softly.
"Yes, yes, of course, her late colonies, that is, beyond possibility of recovery. We will not be taxed without representation."
"But suppose that we gave you the representation for which you asked, colonel. How then? Would not there be a general return to allegiance in that event?" queried19 the captain.
"Sir," replied the colonel, proudly, "the child who has once learned to walk alone does not afterward20 go back to creeping and crawling, or stumbling along by the aid of his mother's hand. We have tasted our independence, enjoyed it, and now we mean to keep it."
"Splendid, sir! splendid, father!" cried the delighted Katharine.
"There speaks the spirit of Runnymede, and Naseby, too, gentlemen!"
"Hush21, hush, my child!" chided the colonel, half amusedly; "it is only the spirit of a plain man who has learned to love liberty by studying the history of his ancestry22 and his people."
"Ah, but, colonel, how are you going to get that liberty without fighting for it?" asked Beauchamp, with rash temerity23. "Howe and Cornwallis, for instance, have been pursuing Washington for six months, and could never get near enough to fire a shot at him, so they say."
"Fight, sir, fight!" exclaimed the colonel, in astonished wrath24; "why, God bless me, sir, I am willing to stand out now and show you how they can fight!"
But Miss Katharine sprang to her feet: "And Bunker Hill, Mr. Beauchamp, and Long Island!" she cried impetuously.
Beauchamp backed away precipitately25 from before her in great confusion, which invoked26 much mocking comment from the laughing officers round about him.
"Here is one time the English forces are routed by a rebel!" said
Hollins.
"Yes," added Desborough, "but then Beauchamp is no worse off than the rest of us would be, if Miss Wilton were opposed to us."
"Well," continued another, coming to the rescue, "we won both of those engagements, you know, Miss Wilton, after all."
"Won! Who said anything about winning, sir? Anybody can win, if they have men enough or strength enough and money enough—we were talking about fighting, sir."
"But really, you know," went on Beauchamp, recovering, and returning to the charge, "Washington's army haven't fought since those days you speak of, and they must be wiped out of existence by now, I should suppose."
"Not if George Washington is still alive," interrupted the colonel, his anger at the inconsiderate officer having somewhat abated27. "I know him well. I have known him from a boy,—met him first when I used to go shooting with Lord Fairfax out at Greenway Court. I knew his family; his brother Lawrence too, I was with him at Cartagena,—where I met your father, Lord Desborough, by the way,—and the world does not yet know the quality of that man. If he retreats, it is because he absolutely has to; and you will see, he will turn and strike Howe and Cornwallis some day such a blow as will make them reel. I should not wonder if he had done so already. 'T is six long weeks since we have heard any news from home. Trust me, gentlemen, the Americans will fight; and if there is a God of justice, they will win too."
"I would fight myself, had I but the opportunity," said Katharine, resolutely28. "And there are hundreds of other women with the same feeling."
"Oh, Miss Wilton, you would find no enemies here to fight. We are all captives of your bow and spear now, and crave29 your mercy," said Desborough, meaningly.
"True, Mistress Katharine. I hardly know now who commands this ship, you or I!" said the captain, smiling at her.
"Alas30, you do, Captain Vincent; were I the commander, we would be going that way," she replied, pointing off over the quarter, and gazing wistfully over the cool, sparkling water, the white-capped waves breaking beautifully away in every direction. "Oh, my poor, poor country, when shall I see you again?" she murmured; "when—"
"Sail ho!" floated down from the foremast head at this moment, and the idle ship awoke again.
"Where away?"
"Right ahead, sir."
Holmes and Beauchamp walked forward to get a look at the stranger, and the captain and the colonel stepped across to the weather side of the deck. Chloe was sent below to procure31 a wrap for her mistress, and Katharine was left alone for a few moments with Desborough. It was his first opportunity.
"Have you no curiosity as to the sail reported, Lieutenant Desborough?"
"No, Mistress Katharine, none whatever. I take no interest in anything but you. No, please don't go now," he went on in humble32 entreaty33. "I wish to speak to you a moment. When you came aboard I hoped to see you often, to be with you alone—to win you—" His voice sank to a passionate34 whisper.
"My lord, my lord! it were best to go no further," she interrupted gravely. "'T is no use; you remember."
"Yes, yes, I remember everything,—everything about you, that is. I shut my eyes and feel the soft touch of your cool hand on my fevered head again, as when I had that bullet in my breast. Oh, it thrills me, maddens me! I 'd be wounded so again, could I but feel those hands once more— Listen to me, you must listen! It cannot hurt you to hear me, and I am sure one of the others will be back in a moment; you are never alone," he said, detaining her almost forcibly. "I love you; you must know that I do. What is that land, or any land, beside my love? You are my country! I can give you lands, title, rank, luxury— Be pitiful to me, Mistress Katharine. What can I do or say or promise? You shall grace the court of the king, and be at the same time queen of my heart," he went on impetuously, his soul in his eager whisper. She turned and walked over to the lee rail, whither he followed her.
"I 'd rather be in that land off yonder than be the king himself. I hate the king, and I could not love the enemy of my country! No, no," she replied, "it cannot be—it can never be!"
"Pshaw! Your country,—that's not the reason; you love him still," he went on jealously, "that sailor."
"Yes, 't is true; I love a sailor—you are not he."
"But he is dead! You left him lying there on the floor in the hall, you remember, and since then have heard nothing. He is surely dead."
"It is cruel of you to say it," she went on relentlessly35, "but I shall love his memory then. No, 't is useless—I respect you, admire you, am grateful to you, but my heart is there!" and she pointed36 away again.
"Won't you let me try to win you?" he persisted. "Don't say me nay37 altogether, give me some hope. If he be dead, let me have a chance. Oh, Katharine Wilton, I would give up anything for—"
A midshipman touched him on the arm. "Captain wants to see first lieutenant, sir!" he said with a wooden, impassive face, saluting38 the while.
With a smothered39 expression of rage, Desborough sprang across the deck,—for such a summons is not to be disregarded for an instant; even love gives way to the captain, on shipboard at least. The little midshipman was a great favorite with Katharine, and, grateful for the interruption, she accordingly laid her hand lightly and affectionately on the shoulder of the Honorable Giles Montagu, aged40 thirteen, one of the youngest and smallest middies in the ship; but he stood very straight and rigid41, the personification of dignity, and endeavored to look very manly42 indeed.
"Thank you, Mr. Montagu," she said, somewhat to his surprise.
"Don't mention it, nothing at all, madam—orders! Got to obey orders, you know."
Katharine laughed. "You dear sweet child!" she said, and suddenly stooped and kissed him. The Honorable Giles turned pale, then flushed violently and burst into unmanly tears.
"Why, what is it? Don't you like to have me kiss you?" she said, amazed.
"It is n't that, Miss Wilton. I 'd rather kiss you than—than anything; but you call me a boy, and treat me like a child, and—and I can't stand it. I—I 've challenged all the men in the steerage about you already," alluding43 to the other little fellows of like rank; "they call me a baby there, too, because I 'm so little and so young. But I 'll grow. And—I love you," he went on abruptly44 and determinedly45, choking down his sobs46 and swallowing his tears, while fingering the handle of his dirk, and furtively47 rubbing his eyes with his other hand. "Oh, madam, if you would only wait until I got a frigate48! Won't you? But no! You don't treat me like a man," he exclaimed bitterly, stamping his foot and turning away.
"Well, I never!" cried the astonished and abashed49 Katharine, completely overawed for the moment by this novel declaration. "What next?"
Truly, they made men out of boys early in those days. The next moment the hoarse50 cries of the boatswain and his mates, and the beating drums, called all hands to clear the ship for action and startled everybody into activity at once. The Honorable Giles, the manly if lachrymose51 midshipman, sprang forward to his station as rapidly as his small but sturdy legs could carry him.
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