...owards Peter.) Nancy. What now, Peter? Peter. Oh, the guns are well-nigh silent, I fear the fight is over. Hold! Horsemen—three, four, and men on foot. A gray horse—looks like Dolly . Abigail. It must be your father, at last! Peter. No, a rider in a red coat—bright red, like the king's troops. Abigail. What does it mean? Peter. Oh, I do see father! He's wa...