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The children were to be admitted to Matins, for if any idea oozed out that this latter service had been held, no great danger was likely to come of it. Dr. Eales arrived in the evening, Steadfast meeting him to act as guide, and Patience set before him of her best.
All this was harassing, but a greater trouble came in the second winter. Good Dr. Eales was failing, and the tidings of the King's execution were a blow that he never recovered. Mrs. Lightfoot had tears in her eyes when Stead asked after him, week by week, and she could only say that he was feebler, and spent all his days in prayer often with tears. At last came peace.
She bought all his eggs for her lodger, good Doctor Eales, who could hardly taste anything and had been obliged to live cooped up in an inner chamber for fear of the Parliament soldiers, who were misbehaved to Church ministers though civil enough to women; while these new comers were just the other way, hat in hand to a clergyman, but apt to be saucy to the lasses.
Eales said I had no right to give it to Master Woodley, or any that was not the right sort." "So why should you go on keeping it there rotting for nothing, when it might just hinder us from wearing our very lives out while you are plodding and saving?" Stead stood stock still, as her meaning dawned on him, "Child, you know not what you say," at last he uttered.
"He plays still; he is in a hell every night almost," Mr. Eales added. "I should think so, since his marriage," said a wag. "He gives devilish good dinners," said Foker, striking up for the honour of his host of yesterday. "I daresay, and I daresay he doesn't ask Eales," the wag said. "I say, Eales, do you dine at Clavering's, at the Begum's?" "I dine there?" said Mr.
Eales proposed to come over to the glen and celebrate the Holy Feast in the very early morning before anyone was astir. There were a few of his Bristol flock who would be thankful for the opportunity of meeting more safely than they could do in the city, since at Easter they had as nearly as possible been all arrested in a pavilion in Mr. Rivett's garden which they had thought unsuspected.
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