Adventure stories; Great Britain -- History -- Charles II, 1660-1685 -- Fiction; Historical fiction
"My father," I said, to Caleb, "is he here?"
"Not one word will I speak about him till you have had something to
eat," said Caleb. "Faith, Master Roland, but it makes my flesh creep to
see you. No, no, I will speak no word, not one word until you have eaten
half a pound of ham. It was a good pig, Master Roland, twenty score
weight, and fed on good barley."
In truth, although I was anxious to know what my father had said to him,
the smell of the ham was so appetising that I fell to eating without
further parley, while Caleb stood by watching me as though he was
deriving great comfort by doing so.
"It does me good to see you, Master Roland," he said presently. "Why,
you are looking better already. Another rasher now, Master Roland, just
one more rasher."
"Not another particle, Caleb," I said with a laugh, for a hearty meal
had made me feel like a new man. "Now tell me, is my father here?"
"No, Master Roland."
"Where is he? Do you know?"
"No, I do not, but he left this for you," and he brought a bag and
placed it on the table before me.
I heard the jingle of money, and on opening the bag I found a large
number of gold pieces. As I judged, there must have been a hundred
pounds. But it was not of this that I paid so much heed. Besides the
gold pieces I found a letter, and this was what my father had written:
"God bless you, my son--my only son. I do not think you have
disappointed me much, though for a time I was sorely angered. After all,
a youth cannot help loving at some time, and if the woman he loves be
good and true, his love should not be laughed at. In my young days we
said that the more danger there was in the rescue, the more was the
rescue worthy of a brave man. I grieve much that we cannot spend some
days together in the old home, but that I must leave to you. Black Ben
is in the stable of the _Virgin Queen_. I knew you would like to have
him, so I obtained him, although with difficulty. In this bag are a
hundred pounds; you may need them. Rest a day and a night before you
begin to do what is in your heart. You will need all your strength. I
can do nought for you, but your mother would, I know, have you do what
is in your heart. So would I. If you succeed, and have need to come to
the old home, see that you take many precautions. But whatever may
happen, be sure that your father loves you."
My eyes were full of tears when I finished reading this, and I knew then
that although he often spoke words which seemed hard and bitter, his
heart was full of love towards me.
I rushed out to the stable, where Black Ben welcomed me with a whinney.
In truth, I thought he trembled with joy as he saw me.
"I have more work for you, my beauty!" I said, whereupon he rubbed his
nose against my arm.
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