"What did you at the store to-day?
And does Mistress Truelove despair of your conversion to _thee_ and _thou_, and peace with all mankind?
Hast procured an enemy to fill the place I have vacated?
I trust he's no scurvy foe." "I will take your questions in order," answered the other sententiously.
"This morning I sold a deal of fine china to a parcel of fine ladies who came by water from Jamestown, and were mightily concerned to know whether your worship was gone to Westover, or had instead (as 't was reported) shut yourself up in Fair View house.

And this afternoon came over in a periagua, from the other side, a very young gentleman with money in hand to buy a silver-fringed glove.

'They are sold in pairs,' said I.'Fellow, I require but one,' said he.

'If Dick Allen, who hath slandered me to Mistress Betty Cocke, dareth to appear at the merrymaking at Colonel Harrison's to-night, his cheek and this glove shall come together!' 'Nathless, you must pay for both,' I told him; and the upshot is that he leaves with me a gold button as earnest that he will bring the remainder of the price before the duel to-morrow.

That Quaker maiden of whom you ask hath a soul like the soul of Colna-dona, of whom Murdoch, the harper of Coll, used to sing.