But I shall have a flower garden like the one at Fontenoy." "Ho! your house! Is Fontenoy where Ludwell Cary lives ?" "No; he lives at Greenwood.

The Churchills live at Fontenoy .-- Now we'll go see the Guard turn out.

Is that the apple-woman yonder?
I've a half-a-bit left." An hour later, having bought the apples, and seen the pillared Capitol, and respectfully considered the outside of Chancellor Wythe's law office, and having parted until the afternoon with Tom Mocket, who professed an engagement on the Barbadoes brig, young Lewis Rand betook himself to the Bird in Hand.

There in the bare, not over clean chamber which had been assigned to the party from Albemarle, he deposited his precious parcel first in the depths of an ancient pair of saddle-bags, then, thinking better of it, underneath the straw mattress of a small bed.

It was probable, he knew, that even there his father might discover the treasure.