Harry here. What uniform does he wear? They have poisoned him also with their doctrines; nothing will do him but that the king’s officers be taken by the scruff of the neck and bundled on board ship, never to return.”

“A gentleman must always follow the dictates of his conscience,” returned Harry. “Yours leads you to support the king—mine impels me in other directions.”

[66]“Impel is a very good word,” commented Merchant Camp, addressing Dana. “I could not pick one that described it better if I tried. But,” and he turned to Herbert, “look you, young man. You are not the only one that feels the impulse of change. It has occurred to me many times of late that my will also needs a bit of altering.”

[66]

For a brief moment George, who had turned his head, saw Herbert Camp’s face go blank.

“Why, as to—as to a mere matter of money,” stammered Herbert, obviously endeavoring to make his voice ring angrily, “that can have no effect upon a person of honor.”

“Not a trifle like sixty thousand pounds, mark you,” said the old Tory to Dana. “They hold themselves high, these patriots.” And once more addressing himself to Herbert, he continued: “Do you recall that some days ago I asked you to change the color of your coat?”

“I do,” replied the young lieutenant.

“It was a week, I think, that I gave you.”

“It was.”

“Very good. There are a couple of days[67] yet to go. So consider the matter well. Change your coat, or I change my will.”

[67]

George felt the table shake; the big man had twitched spasmodically, and his knees had knocked against its legs. Young Prentiss flashed him a searching look; but in no other way did the bully manifest interest.

“Your money is your own to do what you please with,” said Herbert Camp to his uncle, but for all his effort, there was a certain waver in his voice and tones. “And you would not have me sink my principle to get it, I know.”

“To be sure not, nephew,” said the old gentleman. “But be assured of this: My money will never go to any one who 

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