My Lady of Doubt. Randall Parrish
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Название: My Lady of Doubt

Автор: Randall Parrish

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СКАЧАТЬ target="_blank" rel="nofollow" href="#ulink_f8dd59b1-0d2a-54e1-9114-5aad77e41940">CHAPTER XXIV

       I UNCOVER CAPTAIN GRANT

       CHAPTER XXV

       BETWEEN LOVE AND DUTY

       CHAPTER XXVI

       FORCING CLINTON TO BATTLE

       CHAPTER XXVII

       THE FIGHT AT MONMOUTH

       CHAPTER XXVIII

       THE ROAD TO PHILADELPHIA

       CHAPTER XXIX

       THE ESCORT

       CHAPTER XXX

       BEFORE GENERAL ARNOLD

       CHAPTER XXXI

       I RUN ACROSS ERIC

       CHAPTER XXXII

       WE ATTAIN THE HOUSE

       CHAPTER XXXIII

       THEY SEND FOR CLAIRE

       CHAPTER XXXIV

       A THREATENED MARRIAGE

       CHAPTER XXXV

       THE FIGHT IN THE HALL

       CHAPTER XXXVI

       SEARCHING FOR CLAIRE

       CHAPTER XXXVII

       A CONFESSION OF LOVE

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ClaireFrontispiece
"I studied the list a moment, bending down closer to the nearest candle"16
"You have not suspected?" she asked. "You did not know this was my home?"166
"Let me pass, sir! This is my father's house"354

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      Several of us had remained rather late that evening about the cheerful fire in front of my hut—for the nights were still chilly, although it was May, and the dreadful winter passed—discussing the improved condition of our troops, the rigid discipline of Baron de Steuben, and speculating on what would probably be attempted now that Sir Henry Clinton had succeeded to the command of the forces opposing us. I remember Maxwell joined us, together with Knox of the artillery, each man with a different theory of campaign, but alike agreeing that, in spite of all we had endured during those months of suffering and privation at Valley Forge, the time to strike once again was near at hand, although our numbers were barely half that of the enemy.

      It must have been midnight when I crept into a bunk, and, even then, found sleep absent, my eyes gazing out through the open door to where the embers of the fire glowed red, and a sentinel paced back and forth in regular monotony. Suddenly he halted, and challenged hoarsely, flinging forward his gun. There was an indistinguishable answer, and, as I straightened up, the figure of a man blotted out the doorway.

      "Major Lawrence?"

      "Yes. What is it?" I swung to the floor, unable to recognize the voice. The man's hand rose to salute.

      "I am Colonel Gibbs' orderly. General Hamilton wishes you to report at once at headquarters."

      "The Potts house?"

      "Yes, sir."

      I dressed hastily, my pulses throbbing with eagerness. Whatever the message meant, there was certainly some purpose of vital importance in sending for me at this unusual hour, and I was boy enough still to welcome any form of active service. No duty of the war had so tried me as the long winter of waiting. Yet, rapidly as I moved, the orderly had disappeared before I got outside, and I picked my way as best I could alone through the darkness, along the rear of McIntosh's huts, until I reached the low fence surrounding the Potts house. Here a sentinel challenged, calling the corporal of the guard, and in his company I trudged up the path to the front door. There was a light showing through a window to the left, although the shade was closely drawn, and a guard stood within the hall. At the first sound of our approach, however, a side door was flung open, letting forth a gleam of illumination, and СКАЧАТЬ