As the brother-in-law of the Protector approached, the several persons in the hall rose and saluted him with considerable respect. His aspect was stern and rigid: his whole person firm and erect; and whatever his faults might have been, he gave one the idea of a person who, doing wrong, thought it right. His eyes were generally upturned, and there was a good deal of enthusiasm in the expression of the upper portion of his countenance, while the firm-set mouth and broad muscular chin betokened the most inflexible resolution. He proceeded towards the cord we have before mentioned, exchanged a few words with the sentry, and then returned to the door whereby he had entered. While unclosing it, he perceived Robin, and, struck by his Jewish appearance, altered his course and approached him. The Ranger bent most lowlily to the ground, for he well knew the veneration this man excited both amongst soldiers and Puritans. "One of the cast-aways within the sanctuary!" he said in a stern reproving voice. "How is it?" "Sir, his master, the Rabbi, tarrieth with his Highness," replied the elder page. "It is evil, and of evil," returned Colonel Jones, with still more severity, "The clean and the unclean, the believer and the unbeliever, the offscouring of the earth with the chosen of the Lord! Why is he not cast forth, yea into outer darkness? Why should the filthy vulture make his nest with the eagles? Dog of a Jew, out, into the highway!" "May it please ye," interrupted Gracious Meanwell, "his Highness has just issued express orders that this man be carefully tended, and kept within." The Colonel cast a look full of displeasure at the messenger, and without trusting himself to utter another word, strode from the hall. "You see where we would send Jews," observed one of the lads. "Even where they would rather be." "How, where?" "Far from ye." "And deem ye it not an honour to be admitted within these walls?" "Ay, sir, such honour as a poor merlin would feel at being caged with honourable and right honourable eagles. But would ye unravel me, kind young gentlemen, if Colonel Jones is often seen without his Patients?" "Oh! you mean the preacher, do ye? Why, yes, frequently now-a-days." "Ah! what a blessing that must be!" "As how? master Jew." "Because others can have their soles mended." The jest upon the miserable fanatic Patients, who had been a stocking-footer in London, was not lost upon the lads, though they dared not countenance it by a very boisterous laugh: they resolved, however, to become more intimately acquainted with the facetious Jew. "You ought not to laugh so loud, Morrison," said the elder page. "You know you are a sort of nephew to his Highness, now that your uncle, Doctor Wilkins, is married to the Lady French, his Highness's sister."