But if I leave you now, as you request, I must first have promise of welcome again." "Then you mean to return--a prisoner?
I am always merciful to the suffering." "No; we are coming back to Philadelphia victors, and soon.

I am not afraid to tell you.

I have learned much to-day, and go back to report to Washington that the exchange of British commanders means the early evacuation of this city.

When we meet again you will not be a lady of the Blended Rose, nor will I be wearing this uniform." Her eyes sparkled brightly into mine, then dropped demurely.
"I--I rather like the colors you are wearing now, and am sure this dress is most becoming.

I--I have a passion for masquerade." "I recognize that, but have already discovered where I can read the truth beyond the masque--what is occurring now ?" She turned to look, attracted as I had been by the change and bustle about us.