"This is my wife, Colonel Burr," said Rand.
Jacqueline curtsied.

A small, slight, black-eyed, and smiling gentleman bowed low, and with much grace of manner took and kissed her hand.

"Mr.
Rand, now I understand the pride in your voice! Madam, I wish my daughter Theodosia were with me.

She is my pride, and when I say that you two would be friends, I pay you both a compliment!" "I have heard much of her," answered Jacqueline, "and nothing but good.
My husband tells me that you have been in the South--and in Virginia we are welcoming you with a snowstorm!" "The cold is all outside," said Colonel Burr.

"Permit me--" He handed his hostess to the green-striped sofa, and seated himself beside her with a sigh of appreciation for the warmth and soft light of the pleasant room, and the presence of woman.