Micah Clarke: His Statement as made to his three grandchildren Joseph, Gervas and Reuben During the Hard Winter of 1734Doyle, Arthur Conan
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Micah Clarke: His Statement as made to his three grandchildren Joseph, Gervas and Reuben During the Hard Winter of 1734
Doyle, Arthur Conan
Grandparent and child -- Fiction; Great Britain -- History -- Stuarts, 1603-1714 -- Fiction
‘Willingly,’ said he, scrambling down and arranging his ruffled attire.
‘By my faith, sirs, ye have taught me a lesson not to think too meanly
of mine enemies. I should have ridden with my troop had I thought that
there was a chance of falling in with outposts or videttes.’
‘We were upon the hill before we cut you off,’ quoth Reuben. ‘Had that
pistol ball been a thought straighter, it is I that should have been
truly the cut-off one. Zounds, Micah! I was grumbling even now that I
had fallen away, but had my cheek been as round as of old the slug had
been through it.’
‘Where have I seen you before?’ asked our captive, bending his dark
eyes upon me. ‘Aye, I have it! It was in the inn at Salisbury, where
my light-headed comrade Horsford did draw upon an old soldier who was
riding with you. Mine own name is Ogilvy--Major Ogilvy of the Horse
Guards Blue. I was right glad that ye did come off safely from the
hounds. Some word had come of your errand after your departure, so this
same Horsford with the Mayor and one or two other Tantivies, whose zeal
methinks outran their humanity, slipped the dogs upon your trail.’
‘I remember you well,’ I answered. ‘You will find Colonel Decimus Saxon,
my former companion, in the camp. No doubt you will be shortly exchanged
for some prisoner of ours.’
‘Much more likely to have my throat cut,’ said he, with a smile. ‘I
fear that Feversham in his present temper will scarce pause to make
prisoners, and Monmouth may be tempted to pay him back in his own
coin. Yet it is the fortune of war, and I should pay for my want of all
soldierly caution. Truth to tell, my mind was far from battles and ruses
at the moment, for it had wandered away to aqua-regia and its action
upon the metals, until your appearance brought me back to soldiership.’
‘The horse are out of sight,’ said Reuben, looking backwards, ‘ours as
well as theirs. Yet I see a clump of men over yonder at the other side
of the Avon, and there on the hillside can you not see the gleam of
steel?’
‘There are foot there,’ I answered, puckering my eyes. ‘It seems to me
that I can discern four or five regiments and as many colours of horse.
King Monmouth should know of this with all speed.’
‘He does know of it,’ said Reuben. ‘Yonder he stands under the trees
with his council about him. See, one of them rides this way!’
A trooper had indeed detached himself from the group and galloped
towards us. ‘If you are Captain Clarke, sir,’ he said, with a salute,
‘the King orders you to join his council.’
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