Someone told him that the keys of the church were brought, but he heeded not the interruption, except to thunder forth "What care I for your steeple house! The Church of God is in the souls of the faithful. Is it not written 'The kingdom of heaven is within you?' What, can ye not worship save between four walls?" And then he went on with the utmost fervour and vehemence, calling on all around to set themselves free from the chains that held them and to strive even to the death. He meant all he said. He really believed he was teaching the only way of righteousness, and so his words had a force that went home to people's hearts as earnestness always does, and Jephthah, with tears in his eyes, began begging and praying his father to let him go and fight for the good Cause. "Aye, aye," said Kenton, "against the world, the flesh, and the devil, and welcome, my son." "Then I'll go and enlist under Captain Venn," cried Jeph. "Not so fast, my lad. What I gave you leave for was to fight with the devil." "You said the good Cause!" "And can you tell me which be the good Cause?" "Why, this here, of course. Did not you hear the Captain's good words, and see his long sword, and didn't they give five marks for Croppie's bull calf?" "Fine words butter no parsnips," slowly responded Kenton. "But," put in Steadfast, "butter is risen twopence the pound." "Very like," said Kenton, "but how can that be the good Cause that strips the Churches and claps godly ministers into jail?" Jephthah thought he had an answer, but fathers in those times did not permit themselves to be argued with. Prices began going up still higher, for the Cavaliers were reported to be on their way to besiege Bristol, and the garrison wanted all the provisions they could lay in, and paid well for them. When Kenton and his boys went down to market, they found the old walls being strengthened with earth and stones, and sentries watching at the gates, but as they brought in provisions, and were by this time well known, no difficulty was made about admitting them. One day, however, as they were returning, they saw a cloud of dust in the distance, and heard the sounds of drums and fifes playing a joyous tune. Kenton drew the old mare behind the bank of a high hedge, and the boys watched eagerly through the hawthorns. Presently they saw the Royal Standard of England, though indeed that did not prove much, for both sides used it alike, but there were many lesser banners and pennons of lords and knights, waving on the breeze, and as the Kentons peeped down into the lane below they saw plumed hats, and shining corslets, and silken scarves, and handsome horses, whose jingling accoutrements chimed in with the tramp of their hoofs, and the notes of the music in front, while cheerful voices and laughter could be heard all around. "Oh, father! these be gallant fellows," exclaimed Jephthah. "Will you let me go with these?"