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Prologue
Wethersfield, Connecticut, Summer of 1774
The night was mild and humming with crickets. It was a lovely evening and a perfect one on which to hold a party. A grand gathering was held in honor of the new school master that had arrived six months prior. Mr. Benjamin Tallmadge, a recent graduate of Yale, was flattered to be the guest of honor.
Judge Whitley, master of the manor, Domus Scientia, was hosting this celebration.
"So, Mr. Tallmadge, being a Yale man myself, I must ask..." Judge Whitley smiled devilishly, leaning closer his guest. "How did you find the local taverns?"
Benjamin attempted to conceal the smile that form on his lips in recollection of the various shenanigans he and his dear friend Nathen Hale had perpetrated. "To be honest, sir, I did not get much opportunity so sample the local spirits."
"Ah, I see. How could you have had any time for leisure when you had your studies to worry about?"
"Naturally, sir." Benjamin replied with a nervous chuckle.
"You are well versed in Latin, yes?"
"That is correct sir." Benjamin nodded.
"Ipsa scientia potestas est."[1]
The young scholar was about to reply when he heard a delicate voice from behind him:
"Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum videtur."[2]
The two men turned to the source of the voice, and found it to belong to the judge's daughter, Eisley.
"Very well put my dear!" The judge mused. "Mr. Tallmadge, have you met my daughter, Eisley Jane Whitley?"
Benjamin looked between the two and Eisley Jane held out her hand.
"Pleasure to meet you Miss Whitley," Benjamin said, respectfully placing a kiss upon her knuckles.
"The pleasure is all mine." She said with a kind smile. "How are you finding Wethersfield?"
"It is most agreeable, Miss."
"Why don't you two young folk get better acquainted? I need to devise a wine strategy for dinner." Judge Whitley suggested merrily as he departed from the two.
Just before exiting the room he took hold of his son, Virgil. "Do me a favor, my dear boy." The judge said, "and keep watch of your sister for me." He continued on his way.
Virgil was a bit confused as to what his father meant. He scanned the room in hopes to locate his sister. His gaze fell upon Eisley Jane and the young schoolmaster; they appeared to be getting along handsomely. He was not one to pry, so he kept at a respectful distance.
Translations:
[1]: "Knowledge conquers all."
[2]: "That which is spoken in Latin sounds more profound."
