Dillard looked around to see that no doors were open, then leaned forward and spoke in a loud whisper.
"I know it," Mrs. Dillard cried like one nearly frantic with apprehension.
Dillard's revelation had proven a source of much concern, and he had not been able to get away from it.
Don't let go, and we may possibly so far tire him out that Mrs. Dillard can mount.
Nathan and Evan were enjoying to the utmost this conversation with Captain Dillard.
When did you last see the mistress of the house, Mrs. Dillard?
Mrs. Thomas and Mrs. Dillard made perilous rides to warn the patriots of impending attacks of the enemy.
Glenning, briskly wielding a clothes brush, glanced at Dillard.
Dillard's round, baby-blue eyes dwelt upon her in a protectingly hungry way.
A grayish pallor had settled on Dillard's face as John talked.