Great Britain -- History -- Stuarts, 1603-1714 -- Fiction
When Sir Christopher had taken his pipe of tobacco he fell asleep.
Robin and I walked in the garden and renewed our vows. Needs must
that I should tell him all that I had done or thought since he went
away. As if the simple thoughts of a country maid should be of
interest to a man! Yet he seemed pleased to question and to listen,
and presently broke into a rapture, swearing that he was in love
with an angel. Young lovers, it is feared, may fall into grievous
sin by permitting themselves these extravagances of speech and
thought; yet it is hard to keep them sober, and besides (because
every sin in man meeteth with its correspondent in woman), if the
lover be extravagant, the maiden takes pleasure in his extravagance.
To call a mortal, full of imperfections, an angel, is little short
of blasphemy. Yet I heard it with, I confess, a secret pleasure. We
know ourselves and the truth concerning ourselves; we do not deceive
ourselves as to our imperfections; yet we are pleased that our
lovers should so speak and think of us as if we were angels indeed.
Robin told me, presently ceasing his extravagances for a while, that
he was certain something violent was on foot. To be sure, everybody
expected so much. He said, moreover, that he believed Humphrey had
certain knowledge of what was going to happen; that before they
left the Low Countries Humphrey had been present at a meeting of
the exiles in Rotterdam, where it was well known that Lord Argyle's
expedition was resolved upon; that he had been much engaged in
London after their return, and had paid many visits, the nature of
which he kept secret; and that on the road there was not a town and
scarcely a village where Humphrey had not someone to visit.
'My dear,' he said, 'Humphrey is slight as to stature and strength,
but he carries a stout heart. There is no man more bitter against
the King than he, and none more able if his counsels were listened
to. Monmouth, I am certain, purposes to head an expedition into
England like that of Lord Argyle in Scotland. The history of England
hath many instances of such successful attempts. King Stephen, King
Henry IV., King Henry VII., are all examples. If Monmouth lands,
Humphrey will join him, I am sure. And I, my dear'----he paused.
'And you too, Robin? Oh! must you too go forth to fight? And yet, if
the Duke doth head a rising all the world would follow. Oh! to drive
away the Papist King and restore our liberty!'
'My dear, I will do what my grandfather approves. If it be my duty
to go, he will send me forth.'
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