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"Thank you," said Christison; "but I wish to see Master Mead himself." "If thou wilt enter through this door, thou wilt find him in the upper story with his family," answered the shopman, leading the way; and Christison and Wenlock proceeded upstairs. Master Mead cordially welcomed his old friend, introducing him to a comely matron whom he spoke of as his wife Martha.
There is no lack of honest employments, if a man will but seek them. `Thou canst not serve two masters. Our God is a God of peace. The devil is the god of war; and devilish work is fighting, as I can answer from experience, and so canst thou, old comrade." Christison sighed. "Well, well, friend," he said, "I feel you are right, and I will think over the matter.
Captain Christison made a suitable reply to these remarks of the duke and the earl. "As to myself," he said, "I have been a stranger to England for many years, and came home for the sake of seeing my native land again, and then taking service afloat or on shore, wherever I might find my sword acceptable, and my conscience would allow me."
One was Colonel Markham, known by his soldier-like bearing, and the handsome uniform of the British army which he still wore. Near him was Wenlock Christison, and Jonas Ford also, who took care to appear among the first in the group.
"Be at rest, friends," said Wenlock to them. "Whatever might have been the cause of thy coming out into the forest, be not anxious about it. I will treat thee as if thou wert my dearest brother. More, surely, thou canst not desire." "O Christison, I am very different from thee," answered Ford, for a moment some better feeling rising in his bosom.
"Who are you, who thus dares to interrupt the court?" exclaimed the governor. "I am Wenlock Christison," was the answer. "I come to prevent you from condemning the innocent." "Then thou art my uncle!" exclaimed Wenlock, hurrying towards him. "I know thee by thy likeness to my father." "And, verily, I know thee," exclaimed the old man. "And what is thy name?" "Thine own," answered Wenlock.
Night was coming on, the constant flashes from the guns, however, showing the fury with which the fight was continued. Still the earl refused to retire from the combat. Christison and his son had hitherto escaped. "I have seen many fierce battles, Wenlock, but never one like this," said the old officer; "and our fighting is not over to-day. See here come more foes!"
Little progress having been made in their case, they were remanded to their abominable dungeons in Newgate, and the court adjourned for two days. Christison and his son arrived in good time when the court again sat, on the 3rd of September. The officers having taken off the hats of the prisoners as they entered, the Lord Mayor abused them for so doing, and bade them put them on again.
He took a positive pleasure in his work, and soon attracted the observation of his quick-sighted employer. The kind surgeon was highly pleased. "You do credit to my recommendation, Christison," he observed; "you will soon win the confidence of my brother, and will then be on the fair way to making your fortune." Time passed by.
"As you will," said the duke; "but you have not given me your name, and I should wish to recollect one who has rendered me so essential a service." "Wenlock Christison, an old soldier, an it please your grace," said the captain, introducing his son at the same time.
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