"As to the other point, where your Majesty showed to be informed, that I had attributed to myself in those letters of marque greater titles than became me or than I could well avow, that must needs be either in that I termed myself _nobilis Anglus_, or in that, for more credit both to myself and your service, I was bold to set down _Dominus de Gatton_, _Roughey_ etc., naming certain my Lordships. To the first I beseech your Majesty to consider, that there is no other Latin word proper to signify a gentleman born, but _nobilis_. As for _generosus_, as I have read in good writers _Vinum generosum_, for a good cup of wine and _equus generosus_ for a courageous horse, so I never heard _generosus_ alone so used, to signify a gentleman born, but only on the gross Latin current in Westminster Hall, and, if I had set down _generosus Anglus_, it would have then construed rather a gentle Englishman than an English gentleman. And as for _armiger_, it had yet been more barbarous, for surely the world here abroad would rather have understood by that strange term a page or a sword-bearer than a gentleman of the better sort, as custom has made it to be construed in England; that this is simply true, I doubt not, but that your Majesty, excelling in your knowledge of good letters, will easily judge a gracious sentence on my suit.... So that in setting down the term _nobilis_ used through the world for a gentleman, I had no intention to make myself more noble than I am, but to take only that which was due unto me." [Illustration: _Buckland._] I have taken Leigh on the way to Reigate. But the best way to see Leigh on a short walk is to reach it from Reigate travelling west. The introduction is by way of Reigate Heath, a wide and breezy common on which an old black windmill stands high above heather and bracken, a gaunt and wild neighbour to the orderly villas of the town. Last of the little villages under the downs between Dorking and Reigate is Buckland--a handful of cottages, a pond, and a noble barn with upper-works like a tower. Buckland keeps tranquilly apart from Reigate, and Reigate, considerately enough, builds her new houses towards the railway and Redhill. [Illustration: _The Roman Road at Ockley._] CHAPTER XXXII UNDER LEITH HILL The Battle of Ockley.--The Stone Street.--The prettiest green in Surrey.--Sweethearts and Roses.--When the Gentlemen went by.--An engaging family history.--Oakwood: a forest chapel.--Capel quiet.--Newdigate bells.--Martins in September.