Great Britain -- History -- Charles I, 1625-1649 -- Fiction
Greater vigilance would be called for on the part of the rear-guard, its
strength needing to be doubled. And this was done; the Prince, before
taking to the water, himself inspecting it, and giving minute
instructions to the officer in command. It was to be kept in ambush
behind some trees that grew conveniently by; and, should pursuers
appear, they were to be fired at, soon as within range; the firing
continued, and the point held at all hazards, till the last moment of
retreat practicable. If no pursuit, then the guard to follow as before,
at signal of bugle sent back.
Reginald Trevor it was to whom the dangerous duty was assigned; and, as
regarded courage and acquaintance with the ground, no officer of the
escort was better fitted for it than he. None half so well, had his
heart been in the work. Which it was not, but all the other way; for
every movement he was making, every act he had been called upon to
accomplish since leaving Bristol, was not only involuntary on his part,
but sorely against his will. Forced upon him had been the ceremony of
introducing Prince Rupert to the woman he himself loved; and now was he
further compelled to be one of those conducting her to a prison--as it
were to her grave! For, well knew he it would be the grave of her
purity, the altar on which her young life's innocence was sure of being
sacrificed.
In the past, sinful himself, profligate as most of the Cavalier school,
he had of late become a much altered man. That one honest love of his
life had purified him, as such often does with natures like his. And
now a great sorrow was to seal his purification; the object of his love
about to suffer defilement, as it were before his face; and as it were,
with himself aiding and abetting it!
His thoughts were black and bitter, his constrained duties repulsive.
And as he stood by the flood's edge, looking after the escort that had
commenced making way through it, he felt faint and sick at heart.
Nor took he any steps to carry out the commands of the Prince, either by
placing the guard in ambush, or making other disposition of it. So the
men remained in their saddles, exposed on the high ridge of the road,
just as they had come up; receiving but one order from him: that, should
pursuers appear, they were not to fire till he gave the word.
After which he separated from them, and walked his horse back along the
Westbury road; stopping at some fifty paces' distance, and there staying
alone. The soldiers thought it strange, for they had overheard the
instructions given him. But as they were acquainted with his courage,
and could not doubt his fidelity to the King's cause, they made no
remark about his apparent remissness, supposing it some strategic
design.
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