The Hidden Children by Robert William Chambers Chapter 2 Page 37

“Yes, sir,” he said seriously, “that’s the one the boys are ever plaguing to make her rage.”

“Do you know her?”

“By sight, yes, sir.”

“She is one of the camp followers, I take it,” said I carelessly.

“I don’t know. The boys are ever plaguing her. She came from the North they say. All I know is that in April she was first seen here, loitering about the camp where the White Plains Indians were embodied. But she did not go off with the Continentals.”

“She was loitering this afternoon by the camp of Colonel Thomas’s men,” I said.

“Very like, sir. Did the men plague her?”