"I have had my fill of rest," I said. "Whom am I to stand before?"
"The newly appointed officers of the Company, bound in this ship
for Virginia," he answered. "The ship carries Sir Francis Wyatt, the
new Governor; Master Davison, the Secretary; young Clayborne,
the surveyor general; the knight marshal, the physician general,
and the Treasurer, with other gentlemen, and with fair ladies, their
wives and sisters. I am George Sandys, the Treasurer."
The blood rushed to my face, for it hurt me that the brother of Sir
Edwyn Sandys should believe that the firing of those guns had
been my act. His was the trained observation of the traveler and
writer, and he probably read the color aright. "I pity you, if I can
no longer esteem you," he said, after a pause. "I know no sorrier
sight than a brave man's shield reversed."
I bit my lip and kept back the angry word. The next minute saw us
at the door of the state cabin. It opened, and my companion
entered, and I after him, with my two guards at my back. Around a
large table were gathered a number of gentlemen, some seated,
some standing. There were but two among them whom I had seen
before, - the physician who had dressed my wound and my Lord
Carnal. The latter was seated in a great chair, beside a gentleman
with a pleasant active face and light brown curling hair, - the new
Governor, as I guessed.
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