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The Convention Parliament having been dissolved, however, he was not summoned to that which followed it, and in order to prove his right to the peerage petitioned the Crown for his writ. This petition was heard by the Committee for Privileges, which ultimately decided that "Nicholas, Earl of Banbury, is a legitimate person."
Somewhere near Oxford, the roads that ran towards Banbury and the north, or towards Bristol and the west, would be obliged to cross the river. The water-way, too, and the paths by the Thames' side, were commanded by Oxford.
My horse's name is Pencil. I came here from Banbury, and I am making slowly for Cropthorne. Now tell me all about yourselves. Tell me in the order of age." The children looked at each other, and laughed. "You first," said Mr. MacAngus, again to Janet; "you're the eldest, I can see." "My name," said Janet, "is Janet Avory. I live in Chiswick. Our caravan is the Slowcoach.
You come, or I'll come and fetch you." Frank bolted off for the campus. As he neared his group of friends he observed the Banbury crowd, just rejoined by their leader and Durkin. Banbury was pointing at Frank and saying something, derisively hailed by his companions. Then Frank saw his stanch champion, Bob Upton, spring forward with clenched fists.
A short distance to the north, through the hamlet of Flanders, is the fine sixteenth-century mansion called Nash Court. The road then goes by Broad Oak and over Sturminster Common to Okeford Fitzpaine, Banbury Hill Camp being passed on the right about half way. Okeford has a church interesting to the antiquary. It has a Decorated west window that is said to have been turned inside out.
The University indeed, at this later moment, still more than held its own, socially, amid the waves of new population that threatened to submerge it; and the occasional spectacle of retired generals and colonels, the growing number of broughams and victorias in the streets, or the rumours of persons with "smart" or "county" connections to be found among the rows of new villas spreading up the Banbury Road were still not sufficiently marked to disturb the essential character of the old and beautiful place.
"Say, Frank," whispered Bob, quite in a quake, "I'm going to get it for something. What can it be?" "Don't worry," replied Frank. "Face the music. I fancy you won't be hit very hard." Bob went away with the old, worried look on his face. He came back radiant, and seemed to walk on air, and he never even heard the jeers of the Banbury crowd as he passed them.
They travelled as far as Dedington, near Banbury, where, in the Castle of that place, they stopped for a night to rest. In the morning, while the favourite was yet in bed, he was required to dress himself and come down into the court-yard. He did so without any mistrust, but started and turned pale when he found it full of strange armed men.
"But, Howard," she said, I I wanted you particularly to-night." "I thought you were going to dine with Lily Dallam. She told me you were. Are you alone?" "Mr. Brent is here. He brought over some Banbury people to play bridge. They've gone." "Oh, Brent will amuse you," he replied. "I didn't know you were going to be home, and I've promised these men. I'll come back early."
As Frank and his crowd reached the scene of the conflict and joined the ring about the combatants Banbury struck out with a blow that sent Gill Mace reeling to the ground with a bloody nose. "Take that, you sneak!" shouted Banbury furiously. "Hello!" exclaimed Bob Upton. "He knows his right name at last." "I'll fix you," blubbered Gill, "you great big coward!"
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