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ll, Lawrence will come whether or no. You can sound the man, and if he's dour let the matter be. Lawrence is now on the Roanoke, and his plan is to send out the word to-morrow and gather in the posts. He'll come to Frew's place on the South Fork River, which is about the middle of the frontier line. To-day is Monday, to-morrow the word will go out, by Friday the men will be ready, and Lawrence will be in Virginia. The sooner you're off the better, Andrew. What do you say to Wednesday?" "That day will suit me fine," I said; "but what about my company?" "The fewer the better. Who were you thinking of?" "You for one," I said, "and Shalah for a second." He nodded. "I want two men from the Rappahannock--a hunter of the name of Donaldson and the Frenchman Bertrand." "That makes five. Would you like to even the number?" "Yes," I said. "There's a gentleman of the Tidewater, Mr. Charles Grey, that I've bidden to the venture." Ringan whistled. "Are you sure that's wise? There'll be little use for braw clothes and fine manners in the hills." "All the same there'll be a use for Mr. Grey. When will you join us?" "I've a bit of business to do hereaways, but I'll catch you up. Look for me at Aird's store on Thursday morning." CHAPTER XV. I GATHER THE CLANS. I was at the Governor's house next day before he had breakfasted. He greeted me laughingly. "Has the champion come to cry forfeit?" he asked. "It is a long, sore road to the hills, Mr. Garvald." "I've come to make confession," I said, and I plunged into my story of the work of the last months. He heard me with lowering brows, "Who the devil made you Governor of this dominion, sir? You have been levying troops without His Majesty's permission. Your offence is no less than high treason. I've a pretty mind to send you to the guard-house." "I implore you to hear me patiently," I cried. Then I told him what I had learned in the Carolinas and at the outland farms. "You yourself told me it was hopeless to look for a guinea from the Council. I was but carrying out your desires. Can you blame me if I've toiled for the public weal and neglected my own fortunes?" He was scarcely appeased. "You're a damnable kind of busybody, sir, the breed of fellow that plunges states into revolutions. Why, in Heaven's name, did you not consult me?" "Because it was wiser not to," I said stoutly. "Half my recruits are old soldiers of Bacon. If the trouble blows
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