Audrey

Audrey stirred in her sleep, spoke Haward's name, and sank again to rest.

Mr. Stagg took a second pinch of snuff. "There's the scandal, my love. His

Excellency the Governor's ball, Mr. Eliot's sermon, Mr. Marmaduke Haward's

illness and subsequent duels with Mr. Everard and Mr. Travis, are in no

danger of being forgotten. If this girl ever comes to the speaking of an

epilogue, there'll be in Williamsburgh a nine days' wonder indeed!"

"The wonder would not hurt," said Mistress Stagg simply.

"Far from it, my dear," agreed Mr. Stagg, and closing his snuffbox, went

with a thoughtful brow back to the playhouse and the Tartar camp.