Philip Rollo; or, the Scottish Musketeers, Vol. 1 (of 2)Grant, James
General
Philip Rollo; or, the Scottish Musketeers, Vol. 1 (of 2)
Grant, James
Thirty Years' War, 1618-1648 -- Fiction
"I have not heard; but this I know, that Christian IV. struggles in
vain to keep us on this side of the Elbe; for we will soon build
boats, or by storming the bridges force a passage, and every where
enter Holstein."
"Since you are so well informed, count, perhaps you can acquaint me
where my comrades have marched to?"
"I cannot;--to-morrow our prince of spies will return from the Danish
side of the river, and Tilly will meet him here; we shall then know
more about them. But I implore you to keep out of the way of the
generalissimo, for otherwise I could neither be answerable for your
liberty or safety."
"Ah! then you do not mean to keep me a prisoner?" said I, with
sudden joy.
"A prisoner!--how could you think so? No, no; only till you are
well, when we must find some means of transmitting you to the Danish
army, which by that time will be in full retreat."
"Then; count, I mean to be quite well to-morrow; and surely King
Christian will not retreat by that time?"
"You shall not leave us so soon. When I was taken prisoner at the
battle of Duneberg, Colonel Sir John Hepburn, of Athelstaneford, kept
me for three weeks in his own tent before he would let me return.
But now, you must excuse me; to see you I have just stolen a few
minutes, and am compelled to return to where my headquarter force is
cantoned, for the whole army is closing up towards the Elbe.
Meantime, I leave you to the care of old Spürrledter and my
daughters."
"Will they not be alarmed by your departure?"
"Nay, nay; they have been used to see me go and come in my armour for
many a year. They have more than once seen me brought home
shoulder-high, upon a door, with a bullet through my body; and more
than twice have seen my horse Bellochio come home, with no trace of
his rider but the blood on his saddle-laps. Poor girls,--they are so
affectionate! Gabrielle is quite a child, but Ernestine is more of a
woman, and has considered herself one ever since she was three years
old; yet, with all her pride and reserve, she can at times be as
gentle, as frank, and as playful as Gabrielle. Tilly will be here
to-morrow, or next day at the farthest, and then we shall have warm
work; so, my young friend, until I see you again--farewell!"
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