iven umbrage to Mr. Haward of Fair View. That gentleman sprang unsteadily
forward, and the blades of the two crossed in dead earnest. A moment, and
the men were forced apart; but by this time the whole room was in
commotion. The musicians craned their necks over the gallery rail, a woman
screamed, and half a dozen gentlemen of years and authority started from
the crowd of witnesses to the affair and made toward the centre of the
room, with an eye to preventing further trouble. Where much wine had been
drunken and twenty rapiers were out, matters might go from bad to worse.

Another was before them. A lady in rose color had risen from her chair and
glided across the polished floor to the spot where trouble was brewing.
"Gentlemen, for shame!" she cried. Her voice was bell-like in its clear
sweetness, final in its grave rebuke and its recall to sense and decency.
She was Mistress Evelyn Byrd, who held sovereignty in Virginia, and at the
sound of her voice, the command of her raised hand, the clamor suddenly
ceased, and the angry group, parting, fell back as from the presence of
its veritable queen.

Evelyn went up to Audrey and took her by the hand. "I am not tired of
dancing, as were those ladies who have left us," she said, with a smile,
and in a sweet and friendly voice. "See, the gentlemen are waiting I Let
us finish out this measure, you and me."

At her gesture of command the lines that had so summarily broken
re-formed. Back into the old air swung the musicians; up went the swords,
crossing overhead with a ringing sound, and beneath the long arch of
protecting steel moved to the music the two women, the dark beauty and the
fair, the princess and the herdgirl. Evelyn led, and Audrey, following,
knew that now indeed she was walking in a dream.

A very few moments, and the measure was finished. A smile, a curtsy, a
wave of Evelyn's hand, and the dancers, disbanding, left the floor. Mr.
Corbin, Mr. Everard, and Mr. Travis, each had a word to say to Mr. Haward
of Fair View, as they passed that gentleman.

Haward heard, and answered to the point; but when presently Evelyn said,
"Let us go into the garden," and he found himself moving with her and with
Audrey through the buzzing, staring crowd toward the door of the
Governor's house, he thought that it was into Fair View garden they were
about to descend. And when they came out upon the broad, torchlit walk,
and he saw gay parties of ladies and gentlemen straying here