ng him."

"There he is now," said he, indicating with a gesture of the eyes a tall
young officer who stood with his back toward them.

Marjorie looked in the direction indicated. A becomingly tall and erect
figure, clad in a long blue coat met her gaze. Further scrutiny
disclosed the details of a square cut coat, with skirts hooked back
displaying a buff lining, and with lappets, cuff-linings and standing
capes of like color. His bearing was overmastering as he stood at
perfect ease, his hand resting gently on a small sword hanging at his
side; his right wrist showed a delicate lace ruffle as he gestured to
and fro in his conversation. As he slightly turned in her direction, she
saw that he wore his hair drawn back from the face, with a gentle roll
on each side, well powdered and tied in a cue behind. His features were
pleasant to look upon, not large but finely chiseled and marked with
expression. Marjorie thought what a handsome figure he made as he stood
in earnest conversation, dominating the little group who surrounded him
and followed his every move with interest and attention.

"Let me call him," suggested the Governor to Marjorie who at that moment
stood with her eyes fixed on the Captain. "I am sure he will be pleased
to learn the identity of his fair partner," he added facetiously.

"Oh! do," agreed Peggy. "It would afford pleasure to all of us to meet
him."

The General whispered a word to an attendant who immediately set off in
the direction of the unconcerned Captain. As the latter received the
message he turned, looked in the direction of the dais and gazed
steadily at the Governor and his company. His eyes met Marjorie's and
she was sure that he saw her alone. The thought thrilled her through and
through. He excused himself from the company of his circle, and as he
directed his footsteps towards her, she noted his neat and close fitting
buff waistcoat, and his immaculate linen revealing itself at the throat
and ruffled wrists. Nor did she fail to observe that he wore a buff
cockade on his left breast and gilt epaulets upon his shoulders.

"Captain Meagher," announced General Arnold. "I have the honor of
presenting you to your partner for the evening, Mistress Allison."

Marjorie courtesied gracefully to his courtly acknowledgment.

"And the Misses Shippen, the belles of the Mischienza!"

Stephen bowed profoundly.

"I was just remarking, Captain, that General Washington has honored you
with a sp