it. Which sex is the greater fool, judge you? I have my own opinion,”

We both laughed; after a moment she put on her sun-mask and I tied it.

“Where do you and Mrs. Lansing lodge until your husband’s regiment returns?” I asked.

“They have given us the old Croghan house. What it lacks in elegance of appointment it gains in hospitality. If we had a dish of tea to brew for you gentlemen we would do it; but Indian willow makes a vile and bitter tea, and I had as lief go tealess, as I do and expect to continue until our husbands teach the Tory King his manners.”

She rose, giving me her pretty hand to aid her, shook out her dainty skirts, put up her quizzing glass, and inspected me, smilingly.