138 JUSTIN MORGAN 



CHAPTER XIX. . 



MORGAN MEETS HIS LADY AGAIN. 



But -Captain Dulaney did not die of the "lung 

 fever," as so many did. He was made for a nobler end 

 and had work yet to do. 



The mutterings of war came ever nearer and nearer 

 to Lake Champlain and crowded out all other thoughts 

 and interests. 



Morgan waited two weeks for a sight of his Lady. 

 Nobody came to tell him the news, so he could only hope 

 the Captain would recover and need to go for an airing 

 after a while. 



One day the orderly, a mannerly youth whom horses 

 liked, groomed him so carefully that the old horse 

 guessed the airing he had looked forward to was about 

 to take place. 



He was scarcely able to control his impatience as he 

 stood at the step waiting. He was sure she would see 

 him this time, and he trembled with longing, and the 

 hope that she had not forgotten him. 



She came down the steps slowly, the Captain, a little 

 weak still, leaning on her arm, yet not entirely for sup- 

 port — a little for the joy of laying his thin, white hand 

 on her strong, steady one. 



At last, as her husband spoke, she raised her eyes. 



"This is the horse I've written you so much about, 

 my Hollyhock !" 



She knew him at once ! 



