well she did not
understand thee." Then she added to the vicomtesse: "It is Margaret,
madame, and thy son."

Again gay laughter came up from the distance; the vicomtesse became
thoughtful.

"I have left you lettuce and some fruit," said Miss Wynne, "and may I be
pardoned for taking the place of Cicero?"

"Ah, madame, kindness in any form is easy to pardon." Then Gainor went
away, while Mrs. Swanwick sat down, saying: "Now no more talk. Let me
fan thee a little."

The next day being the first Sunday in July, Schmidt said after
breakfast: "De Courval, you said last night that you would like to go to
church. It shall be Christ Church, if you like--Episcopal they call it."

They set out early, and on Delaware Second Street saw the fine old
church Dr. Kearsley planned, like the best of Christopher Wren's work,
as De Courval at once knew.

"I shall go in. I may not stay," said Schmidt. "I do not like churches.
They seem all too small for me. Men should pray to God out of doors.
Well, it has a certain stately becomingness. It will suit you; but the
Druids knew best."

They found seats near the chancel. Just before the service began, a
black servant in livery entered by a side door. A large man, tall and
erect, in full black velvet, followed. The servant opened a pew; the
tall man sat down, and knelt in prayer; the servant went back to the
door, and seated himself on the floor upon a cushion.

Schmidt whispered, "That is George Washington."

The young man, it is to be feared, paid small attention to the service
or to good Bishop White's sermon. The grave, moveless, ruddy face held
him with the interest of its history. The reverent attention of the
great leader pleased him, with his Huguenot training. At the close the
congregation remained standing until Washington had gone out.

"Come," said Schmidt, and crossing the church they waited at the south
gate until the President passed. He raised his hand in soldierly salute,
and bowing, took off his beaver as he met Mrs. Chew and the
Chief-Justice.

The two men walked away, silent for a time. Then the German said: "You
have seen a great man, a great soldier,--says our Frederick, who ought
to know,--a statesman, too, and baited now by Jefferson's creature
Freneau. It must have pleased the Almighty to have decreed the making of
a man like George Washington."

That the God of Calvin should have pleasure in things made had never
occurred to the young Huguenot, who was a