Others played cards in smaller rooms, but there was no such betting as Robert had seen at Bigot's ball in Quebec.

There was some drinking of claret and punch, but no intoxication.

The general note was of great gayety, but with proper restraints.
Robert noticed that the men, spending their lives in the open air and having abundant and wholesome food, were invariably tall and big of bone.

The women looked strong and their complexions were rosy.

The same facility of mind that had made him like New York and Quebec, such contrasting places, made him like Williamsburg too, which was different from either.
Quickly at home, in this society as elsewhere, the hours were all too short for him.