The Lion's Whelp: A Story of Cromwell's TimeBarr, Amelia E.
History
The Lion's Whelp: A Story of Cromwell's Time
Barr, Amelia E.
Great Britain -- History -- Stuarts, 1603-1714 -- Fiction
"I shall have to tell you the story, for you could never guess what that
smile was made of. First, however, what did you see and hear at the
Cromwells? ’Tis said the great man is in a strange mood, and that his
picked friends are wondering how he will cast the scale. Vane and he
must come to ’Yes’ and ’No’ soon; and when rogues fall out, honest folk
get their rights."
"England will get her rights if Cromwell cast the scale. He is both
corner-stone and keystone of her liberties. He was in the kindest of
moods, and I took occasion to speak of you and your many sorrows. And
he wet my speech with the most pitiful tears ever man shed, saying such
words of your father as brought me to weeping also. He spoke also very
heavenly about your afflictions, and bade me tell you sorrow was one of
the surest ways to heaven."
"But I could wish a pleasanter way, and so will not take Cromwell’s
guidance."
"I heard in a passing manner that Prince Rupert is off the seas
forever—that he is at the French Court, where he is much made of."
"Jane Swaffham, have you no fresher news?" and she pulled out of her
bosom many sheets of paper tied together with a gold thread. "I had
this yesterday," she said, "by the hand of Stephen, and I may as well
tell you to prepare to meet Stephen de Wick, for he vows he will not
leave England again until he has speech with you."
"Then he is forsworn; I will not see him."
"It will be no treason now to speak to your old servant. The Amnesty Act
will cover you. But I fight not Stephen’s battles; I have enough to do
to keep my own share of your friendship from fraying. See how Fortune
orders affairs! The ship my uncle has been worrying Cromwell about, and
which Cromwell has been bullying Mazarin about, was taken by Prince
Rupert; and I hope, by this time, he has turned her last ounce of cargo
and her last inch of plank into good gold ducats."
"But that would be to your uncle’s great loss."
"Cromwell has promised to see to that. The man and his army ought to be
of some use. If you can keep a secret suspicion, you may believe, with
me, that my uncle was not averse to letting the royal family have this
one of his ventures. They need the money from it, and Cromwell will
collect the full value from the Frenchman. I like that way of paying
Sir Thomas. The French have behaved abominably to the poor Queen and
His Majesty, and their unhappy Court. Let them pay for what Rupert
took. They owe it to His Majesty; let them pay! Make them pay! In
grace of God, ’tis good enough for them. As for Uncle Jevery, he always
gets his own; some one, in some manner, will pay him for the _Sea
Rover_, plank and cargo. In the meantime, the King can have a little
comfort. Why has Cymlin come at this time from Ireland?"
"He has leave of absence from Commander-in-chief Fleetwood."
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