The Court of the Orphan!...

_When my father and my mother forsake, me, the Lord taketh me up_.

Haward acknowledged with surprise that portions of the Psalter did somehow stick in the memory.
The face of the child was dark and thin, but the eyes were large and there was promise in the mouth.

It was a pity-- He looked at her again, and suddenly resolved that he, Marmaduke Haward, would provide for her future.

When they met once more, he should tell the Governor and his brother adventurers as much; and if they chose to laugh, why, let them do so! He would take the child to Williamsburgh with him, and get some woman to tend her until he could find kind and decent folk with whom to bestow her.