Great Britain -- History -- Commonwealth and Protectorate, 1649-1660 -- Fiction; Historical fiction
“Respecting the first, sir, we hope and understand that Colonel
Everard’s influence will prevent any immediate enquiry, for the sake of
preserving undisturbed the peace of his uncle’s family; and as for any
one coming without some sort of authority, the whole neighbours have so
much love and fear of my father, and are, besides, so horribly alarmed
about the goblins of Woodstock, that fear will silence curiosity.”
“On the whole, then,” said Charles, “the chances of safety seem to be
in favour of the plan we have adopted, which is all I can hope for in a
condition where absolute safety is out of the question. The Bishop
recommended Dr. Rochecliffe as one of the most ingenious, boldest, and
most loyal sons of the Church of England; you, Albert Lee, have marked
your fidelity by a hundred proofs. To you and your local knowledge I
submit myself.—And now, prepare our arms—alive I will not be taken;—
yet I will not believe that a son of the King of England, and heir of
her throne, could be destined to danger in his own palace, and under
the guard of the loyal Lees.”
Albert Lee laid pistols and swords in readiness by the King’s bed and
his own; and Charles, after some slight apology, took his place in the
larger and better bed, with a sigh of pleasure, as from one who had not
lately enjoyed such an indulgence. He bid good night to his faithful
attendant, who deposited himself on his truckle; and both monarch and
subject were soon fast asleep.
CHAPTER THE TWENTY-SECOND.
Give Sir Nicholas Threlkeld praise;
Hear it, good man, old in days,
Thou tree of succour and of rest
To this young bird that was distress’d;
Beneath thy branches he did stay;
And he was free to sport and play,
When falcons were abroad for prey.
WORDSWORTH.
The fugitive Prince slept, in spite of danger, with the profound repose
which youth and fatigue inspire. But the young cavalier, his guide and
guard, spent a more restless night, starting from time to time, and
listening; anxious, notwithstanding Dr. Rochecliffe’s assurances, to
procure yet more particular knowledge concerning the state of things
around them, than he had been yet able to collect.
He rose early after daybreak; but although he moved with as little
noise as was possible, the slumbers of the hunted Prince were easily
disturbed. He started up in his bed, and asked if there was any alarm.
“None, please your Majesty,” replied Lee; “only, thinking on the
questions your Majesty was asking last night, and the various chances
there are of your Majesty’s safety being endangered from unforeseen
accidents, I thought of going thus early, both to communicate with Dr.
Rochecliffe, and to keep such a look-out as befits the place, where are
lodged for the time the Fortunes of England. I fear I must request of
your Majesty, for your own gracious security, that you have the
goodness to condescend to secure the door with your own hand after I go
out.”
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