Great Britain -- History -- Stuarts, 1603-1714 -- Fiction
'We should be better without women,' said Barnaby, grumbling; 'I
would as lief have a woman on shipboard as in a camp. To be sure,
if Dad has set his heart upon it--and then he will not stay long in
camp, where the cursing of the men is already loud enough to scare a
preacher out of his cassock. Dad, I say'----But my father was fallen
again into a kind of rapture, and heard nothing.
'When doth the Duke begin his march?' he said suddenly.
'I know not. But we shall find him, never fear.'
'I must have speech with him at the earliest possible time. Hours
are precious, and we waste them--we waste them.'
'Well, Sir, it is bedtime. To-morrow we can ride; unless, because it
is the Sabbath, you would choose to wait till Monday. And as to the
women, by your leave, it is madness to bring them to a camp.'
'Wait till Monday? Art thou mad, Barnaby? Art thou mad? Why, I have
things to tell the Duke. Shall we waste eight precious hours? Up!
let us ride all night. To-morrow is the Sabbath, and I will preach.
Yea--I will preach. My soul longeth--yea, even it fainteth, for the
Courts of the Lord. Quick! quick! let us mount and ride all night!'
At this moment Humphrey joined us.
'Lads,' said Sir Christopher, 'you are fresh from Holland. Knew you
aught of this?'
'Sir,' said Humphrey, 'I confess that I have already told Dr. Eykin
what to expect. I knew that the Duke was coming. Robin did not know,
because I would not drag him into the conspiracy. I knew that the
Duke was coming, and that without delay. I have myself had speech
in Amsterdam with his Grace, who comes to restore the Protestant
religion and to give freedom of worship to all good Protestant
people. His friends have promises of support everywhere. Indeed,
Sir, I think that the expedition is well planned, and is certain of
support. Success is in the hands of the Lord; but we do not expect
that there will be any serious opposition. With submission, Sir, I
am under promise to join the Duke. I came over in advance to warn
his friends, as I rode from London, of his approach. Thousands are
waiting in readiness for him. But, Sir, of all this, I repeat, Robin
knew nothing. I have been for three months in the counsels of those
who desire to drive forth the Popish King, but Robin have I kept in
the dark.'
'Humphrey,' said Robin, reproachfully, 'am not I, also, a
Protestant?'
CHAPTER XV.
A NIGHT AND MORNING.
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