Preston Fight; or, The Insurrection of 1715Ainsworth, William Harrison
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Preston Fight; or, The Insurrection of 1715
Ainsworth, William Harrison
Jacobite Rebellion, 1715 -- Fiction
“Your majesty need not give us that assurance,” cried Anna. “But
imprisonment would have been grievous, and might have disheartened your
friends.”
“From the first I have been opposed to the scheme, as your majesty is
aware,” said Lord Derwentwater; “and I cannot, therefore, affect to
regret its abandonment.”
“I do not wonder you are better pleased to remain where you are,
cousin,” said the prince.
“I shall be far better pleased if your majesty will decide upon
summoning all your partisans to arms,” said the earl.
“Nothing would rejoice me more than to see ten thousand men assembled at
the castle,” said Anna with increased enthusiasm, “and eager for their
king to lead them on to victory. That is how I should like to see your
majesty march to London--and Lord Derwentwater with you.”
“Ay, I will never be left behind,” cried the earl.
Fire lighted up the prince's eyes as they spoke, but it faded away.
“It cannot be,” he said. “It cannot be.”
“What cannot be, my liege?” cried Anna, regarding him fixedly. “Not the
insurrection? Not the march to London?”
“No,” he replied. “The Earl of Mar, in his letter counsels me to make no
immediate movement.”
“For what reason?” demanded Lord Derwentwater in surprise.
“He gives no reason,” rejoined the prince. “But Lord Mar knows
the feeling of the clans, and evidently deems the present juncture
unpropitious to a rising.”
“I cannot tell what may be the state of the clans,” said Lord
Derwentwater, scarcely able to repress his impatience; “but I am certain
the opportunity is favourable in the North of England--as can soon be
shown, if your majesty will give the signal.”
“I will not commit myself to any decisive step now, my lord,” said the
prince, who when thus urged, seemed to shrink from the enterprise. “Nor
do I think it will be prudent for me to remain here long.”
“What danger does your majesty apprehend?” cried the earl. “All are
devoted to you. There are no traitors in the castle.”
“But I have many enemies in the country, and the Earl of Mar bids me
'beware,'” said the prince.
“We will defend you against your enemies, my liege,” said Lord
Derwentwater. “You need not fear them. Immediate preparations shall be
made.”
“No haste is needful, cousin,” said the prince. “I have a strong guard
enough,” he added, glancing at Colonel Oxburgh and his friends, who were
standing at a little distance. “Let the day pass tranquilly--if it will.
To-morrow we will consider what shall be done.”
“Heaven grant your majesty may change your mind in the interim!”
observed Anna.
“If you exercise your powers of persuasion, fair lady, there is no
saying what you may accomplish,” said the prince, gallantly.
At this moment a bell was heard, and Newbiggin came forth with two other
servants in livery, and respectfully announced breakfast.
The prince offered his hand to Anna and led her to the house, and the
rest of the party followed.
XIII.--THE BETROTHAL.
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