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Chapters (35)
  1. Maps
  2. Preface
  3. New Amsterdam
  4. New York
  5. The Boston Girl
  6. The Philadelphia Girl
  7. Montayne’s Tavern
  8. London
  9. Abigail
  10. The Loyalist
  11. The Patriot
  12. Vanessa
  13. War
  14. Fire
  15. Love
  16. The Capital
  17. Niagara
  18. Past Five Points
  19. Crystal Palace
  20. Lincoln
  21. The Draft
  22. Moonlight Sonata
  23. Snow
  24. Old England
  25. Ellis Island
  26. Empire State
  27. Brooklyn
  28. Verrazano Narrows
  29. After Dark
  30. Giving Birth
  31. Millennium
  32. The Board Game
  33. The Towers
  34. Epilogue
  35. Acknowledgments

Anyway, I was in favor with the governor after this; and he had not forgotten that it was through the van Dyck family that I had come to him. For one day he summoned Jan to the fort. I was serving in the room when Jan came in. There were a number of government contracts to be given out at that time, and His Lordship calmly picked up one of them, and handed it to him.

“You served me well in selling me Quash,” he said. “Perhaps you could supply Her Majesty’s government these goods.”

As Jan read the contract, I saw his eyes open wide.

“Your Lordship is very kind,” he answered. “I am in your debt.”

“Then perhaps,” said His Lordship, “you’d like to do something for me.” And he waited.

“I should like very much,” said Jan warmly, “to give Your Lordship fifty pounds, if Your Lordship would do me the honor of accepting it.”

So His Lordship graciously said he would. And all this was very interesting to me, as explaining how the business of government is done.

I continued to study His Lordship carefully, as to how I might please him; and soon after this I had a lucky chance when, passing one of the tailors in Dock Street, I saw in a store a large silk petticoat which I estimated might fit His Lordship very well. Having always kept any money which came my way, I had no difficulty buying it; and that very evening when we were alone, I gave it to His Lordship. “It’s for the next time Your Lordship should be Her Majesty,” I said.

He was very delighted, and tried it on at once. “All I need,” he said, “is a dress as big.”

I had noticed that each time he had dressed as the queen, his children were out of the house. So I guessed that His Lordship still had some fears as to what people might think of his habit. I was careful therefore never to let him see any trace of mockery in my own manner toward him. A week after I gave him the petticoat, he wore it under a dress for supper alone with Her Ladyship, and as I was helping him dress beforehand, he asked me: “Do you find it strange I dress like this?”

“In Africa, My Lord,” I said, “where my people come from, in certain tribes, the great chiefs sometimes dress as women. But only they are allowed to do it. We count that a sign of special distinction.” I invented this, but His Lordship didn’t know it.

“Oh,” he said; and he looked very pleased.

Some months passed; and from time to time His Lordship would perform as the queen, or occasionally he would just choose to walk about in women’s clothes.