The stars were shining bright and clear in the heavens, where the gray light of early dawn was beginning to pale a few on the eastern horizon, and the remains of the rain-clouds were driving toward the sea under the chilly north-west wind that ended the rain-storm.
A numerous force of men lay clustered in bivouac round the smoking camp-fires, and at one fire, separated from the rest, General Stark was walking to and fro, talking to Adrian Schuyler.
“And you say the girl galloped away from you, and would not even give you her name?” he said, inquiringly.
“True, General.”
“Why didn’t you chase her and bring her in?”
“For two reasons, General. First, she had just rendered us an important service. Secondly, her horse was too quick for any except mine.”
“Umph! sorry for it. Never mind, sh
