Carteret's opinion was well known, that it was no part of a postmaster-general's duty to check accounts.
"A good wife should believe what her husband believes," said Mr. Carteret.
Carteret shrugged his shoulders, and the captain and I exchanged incredulous glances.
"You ought to have made her—you ought to have made her," said Mr. Carteret.
In 1670, when Carteret attempted to collect quit-rents, the settlers refused to pay, and for two years the colony was in turmoil.
Julia was money, Mr. Carteret was money—everything else was the absence of it.
So Wilmington reigned, and Carteret governed for a while in Walpole's stead.
I asked of Carteret, who was considered an authority on the weather.
"It wasn't right, for I soon shot past him," returned young Carteret.
"All that you have to do is to meet them at the station and take them to the meet," said Mr. Carteret.