Chapter 2
POUNDRIDGEWe now approached the door of the manor house, where we named
ourselves to the sentry, who presently fetched an officer of Minute
Men, who looked us over somewhat coldly.
"You wish to see Major Lockwood?" he asked.
"Yes," said Boyd, "and you may say to him that we are come from
headquarters express to speak with him on private business."
"From whom in Albany do you come, sir?"
"Well, sir, if you must have it, from General Clinton," returned
Boyd in a lower voice. "But we would not wish it gossipped
aloud."
The man seemed to be perplexed, but he went away again, leaving
us standing in the crowded hall where officers, ladies of the
family, and black servants were continually passing and
repassing.
Very soon a door opened on our left, and we caught a glimpse
