Smith, I thought, would be best; but I reflected uneasily that Smith would never have let things come to such a pass.

At the first hint of danger he would have been off to the West to scotch it in the egg.
I was so filled with sober reflections that I talked little; but there was no need of me.

Youth and beauty reigned, and the Governor was as gay as the youngest.

Many asked me to take wine with them, and the compliment pleased me.

There was singing, likewise--Sir William Davenant's song to his mistress, and a Cavalier rant or two, and a throat ditty of the seas; and Elspeth sang very sweetly the old air of "Greensleeves." We drank all the toasts of fashion--His Majesty of England, confusion to the French, the health of Virginia, rich harvests, full cellars, and pretty dames.