Alone and singly either of these people stood in no danger from the outer world.

Pitted against each other, what their recklessness might lead to I did not know.

For since Boyd's attempted gallantries toward Lois--he believing her to be as youthful and depraved as seemed the case--a deep and growing distrust for this man which I had never before felt had steadily invaded my friendship for him.

Also, he had already an affair with a handsome wench at the Middle Fort, one Dolly Glenn, and the poor young thing was plainly mad about him.
I heard Mrs.Lansing propose a stroll to the river before dinner, on the chance of meeting her husband's regiment returning, which suggestion seemed to suit all; and in the confusion of chatter and laughter and the tying of a sun-mask by Mrs.Bleecker, aided by Boyd and by the exquisite courtier, I cleverly contrived to supplant Boyd with Lana Helmer, and not only stuck to her side, but managed to secure the rear of the strolling column.
All this manoeuvre did not escape her, and as we fell a few paces behind, she looked up at me with a most deadly challenge in her violet eyes.
"Now," she said, "that you have driven off your rival, I am resigned to be courted....

Heaven knows you wasted opportunities enough at Guy Park." I laughed.
"How strange it is, Lana," I said, "to be here with you; I in rifle dress and thrums, hatchet, and knife at my Mohawk girdle; you in chip hat and ribbons and dainty gown, lifting your French petticoat over the muddy ruts cut on the King's Highway by rebel artillery!" "Who would have dreamed it three years ago ?" she said, her face now sober enough.
"I thought your people were Tory," said I.
"Not mine, Euan; Clarissa's." "Where is that child ?" I asked pityingly.
"Clarissa?
Poor lamb--she's in Albany still." I did not speak, but it was as though she divined my unasked question.
"Aye, she is in love with him yet.