The Young Cavalier: A Story of the Civil WarsWesterman, Percy F. (Percy Francis)
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The Young Cavalier: A Story of the Civil Wars
Westerman, Percy F. (Percy Francis)
Adventure stories; Great Britain -- History -- Civil War, 1642-1649 -- Juvenile fiction
"There is no need to ask me," I replied. "But will it be an' easy
task, think you? Colonel Hammond, I hear, has been removed. He was
ordered to Windsor but yesterday week, and Colonel William Sydenham
has been given the charge of His Majesty's person."
"Sydenham? I know him to be a red-hot fanatic," remarked Firestone;
"and, moreover, a thorough soldier, though he be a rebel. Our task
is rendered doubly difficult."
"Nevertheless, we must see the thing through," added Ralph
resolutely. "Now, Humphrey, if you have any preparations to make,
hurry on with them, for we must needs be at the rendezvous without
undue delay."
Accordingly I hurried ashore, took a change of clothing, my sword,
and a few small articles of value, since I knew not whether I should
ever return; then, locking the door, I left the key in the hands of
an old fisherman, one Robert Young, who had oftentimes before looked
after my dwelling when I had occasion to be away for long.
When I returned on board, a steady south-easterly breeze was blowing
down the creek, and in a very little time the sails were hoisted, and
the _Emma Farleigh_ glided over the tide towards the Solent.
The night was bitterly cold, but, with Dick in charge on deck, there
was no necessity for us to remain without; so we retired to the
cabin, there to talk over our respective adventures after we had
separated at Chalton.
By and by there was a scurrying of feet on deck, and we heard Dick's
powerful voice shout, "Mind your helm, there."
Rushing on deck, we saw the dim outlines of a vessel disappearing
astern of us, and even as we looked a light flashed thrice in quick
succession above her sides.
"Quick, there, show a flare!" ordered the master and in obedience one
of the crew replied with a similar signal, which was replied to with
another succession of six flashes.
"'Tis the _Brothers_, sure enough," said Dick; "I wonder what they are
doing out here?"
With the dark water churning up under her forefoot our consort drew
up under our lee, and a hasty conversation took place between the two
masters, to the effect that the crew of the _Three Brothers_ had
heard that the King was to be taken from Carisbrooke over to Hurst
Castle that morning, and they feared he would be conducted thence to
London.
"Are you sure of it?" shouted Firestone.
"Ay. Walter heard it direct from one of the sofdiers at an inn near
Yarmouth, and a coach has already lef t for the castle."
"Then we are too late," exclaimed the colonel, turning to Ralph.
"Unless we can intercept the vessel that bears him across the Solent."
"Can we manage that?" asked Granville of the master.
"If us keeps out o' range o' the guns at Hurst Castle, 'twill be safe
enow," replied Dick. "An' I'll warrant never a ship on these
waters'll show 'er 'eels to the likes o' we."
"Then speak with the Brothers, and desire them to bear us company.
Sink or swim, I'll have this craft laid alongside the vessel that
bears His Majesty across the Solent."
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