“Oh, I almost forgot, ma’am,” exclaimed his father. “My very busy lady wife sent me with a gift for you. She bought it in Concord yesterday and thought you might put it to good use. After all, she has gone through a confinement or two and knows how you must be feeling in all this heat, so very close to your time.”
Major Weeks reached inside his jacket and pulled out a pretty little fan decorated with a picture of Lafayette. “The town was full of such fripperies and gewgaws sporting his portrait. Handkerchiefs and dinner plates and ribbon badges and such. Dickon bought a couple of things, too.” He looked at his son, who did not say a word. “After all, ’twas a truly historical event and no mistake.”
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