Hamilton and Edward Churchill had served together on Washington's staff; of late years they had seldom met, but the friendship remained.

Unity knew, but would not speak of it, that Uncle Edward had finished, only the night before, a long letter to his old comrade-at-arms.

With the exception of Deb, all the little party were aware that Jacqueline Rand's chances for forgiveness from her uncles were measurably slighter for this day's tidings.

She seemed dazed, pale as her gown, but very quiet.

She held Deb in her arms, and kissed Unity and Cousin Jane Selden.