Publisher's Synopsis
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1902 edition. Excerpt: ... that night chatting with his mother, the door opened. His father limped in tittering ferociously, and Betsy he-hind him, hurst upon the pair like a petticoated whirlwind. "Mother! Frank! Lord Fairfax introduced the new marquis in the Apollo Room this evening! And who do you suppose he is? He is that horrid, impudent young man who gave Anne the redemp-tioner woman on the York-town wharf!" "Mercy me!" ejaculated Mrs. Byrd. "That designing girl! Colonel, what on earth are yon so amused about?" CHAPTER XIII LOVE'S SUPREME SUBRENDEE THE Marquis de la Trouerie was a huge success. Williamsburg's wealth and beauty vied in entertaining him, and no rout was complete without him. At the Ealeigh Tavern, whose low wooden walls were kept a-throb with packs of new deviltries brought by young bloods of the navy from the sloop-of-war "Fowey," come to anchor in York Roads, he was the center of observation when he diced. Commissions in the royal navy went for gold in that rotten reign, and their holders were younger sons with as much money to spend as the younger sons of the broad manors of Virginia. Young Brooke, who, by aid of half the broken-fortuned harpies and rooks of London, had long ago run through all he could lay hands on, and whose talk was always: "When I hunted at Tunbridge Wells with my Lord This," or "When my Lord That had me at Hendron Castle for Easter," had now nobility near at home to descant upon. "A great man in France," he would enlighten the room-full, smoothing his ruffles. "Favorite of Marie Antoinette's, they say, and as rich as John Dory. Egad, I'd like the pattern of the coat he had on this morning!" As for the marquis, he took his honors quietly, superbly. More than once it was reported that he had dined privately with the...