Don't you remember what victories you prophesied for me--how much I boasted myself very likely over your good wine?
All those fine dreams are over now.

'Tis kind of your ladyship to receive a poor beaten fellow as you do:" and the young soldier hung down his head.
George Warrington, with his extreme acute sensibility, was touched at the other's emotion and simple testimony of sorrow under defeat.

He was about to say something friendly to Mr.Washington, had not his mother, to whom the Colonel had been speaking, replied herself: "Kind of us to receive you, Colonel Washington!" said the widow.

"I never heard that when men were unhappy, our sex were less their friends." And she made the Colonel a very fine curtsey, which straightway caused her son to be more jealous of him than ever..