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Updated: June 19, 2025
Before this, however, Princess Anne had been at the King's House at Winchester for a short time; and Lady Archfield paid due respects to her, with Anne in attendance. With the royal faculty of remembering everybody, the Princess recognised her namesake, gave her hand to be kissed, and was extremely gracious.
"Sedley Archfield was a bad boy! There's no denying that. I am afraid he had good reason for running away from college." "Have you heard of him since?" "Yes; he has been serving with the Life-guards in Scotland, and mayhap he will come home and see us.
Archfield that nobody could tell him more about the war with the Turks than M. le Capitaine Delaune, who was, it appeared, a veteran Swiss who had served in almost every army in Europe, and thus could give information by no means to be neglected.
Many a time previously had she trodden it alone, but she had not reckoned on two officers coming swaggering from a cross road down the hill, one of them Sedley Archfield, who immediately called out, "Ha, ha! my pretty maid, no wench goes by without paying toll;" and they spread their arms across the road so as to arrest her. "Sir," said Anne, drawing herself up with dignity, "you mistake "
Archfield has been as a brother to you, but even his sister ought not to allow herself to discuss or dwell on what she deems the shortcomings of his wife." The mother in her prudence had silenced the girl; but none the less did each fall asleep with a sad and foreboding heart.
It is not only that I thank you for his sake, but it is a grand and beautiful deed in itself; and if my dear mother know, she is blessing you for it." "I shall remember those words," he said, "if " and he passed his hand over his eyes. "See here," he presently said; "I have written out a confession of my identity, and explanation that it was I who drew first on Archfield.
It told how the Imperial forces had met a far superior number of Turks at Lippa, and had sustained a terrible defeat, with the loss of their General Veterani, how Captain Archfield had received a scimitar wound in the cheek while trying to save his commander, but had afterwards dashed forward among the enemy, recovered the colours of the regiment, and by a desperate charge of his fellow-soldiers, who were devotedly attached to him, had been borne off the field with a severe wound on the left side.
Indeed, had it not been for her childish prettiness, her giggle would have been unpleasing to more than Lady Archfield, who, broad and matronly, gave a courtesy and critical glance at Peregrine before subsiding into a seat beside Mrs. Woodford.
"If you can, let good Father Seyton at Douai know that peace is come the Evil One beaten, thanks to Him who giveth us the victory and I thank them all there and ask their prayers." "I will, I will." Some one at the door said, "May I come in?" There was a sunburnt face, a head with long brown hair, a white coat. "Archfield?" asked Peregrine. "Come, send me away with pardon."
He never returned till long after noon, and what with fretting after him, and disappointment, that happened which Lady Archfield had always apprehended, and the poor fragile young creature worked herself into a state which ended before midnight in the birth of a puny babe, and her own death shortly after.
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