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Updated: May 27, 2025
With sturdy close-locked ranks they splashed their way through mud and puddle, with many a rough country joke and many a lusty stave from song or hymn. Sir Gervas rode at the head of his musqueteers, whose befloured tails hung limp and lank with the water dripping from them.
'I have a most kindly feeling to you, man, after this night's work, cried Sir Gervas. 'What is it to me how ye pick up a living, as long as you are a true man at heart? Let me perish if I ever forget a face which I have once seen, and your bonne mine, with the trade-mark upon your forehead, is especially hard to overlook. 'Suppose I be the same? What then? the man asked sullenly.
'Nay, nay, said Saxon, 'your position and present business will scarce jump with the modesty of your words. But here are young men who will find the fire if their elders bring the brains. This is Captain Micah Clarke, and Captain Lockarby, and Captain the Honourable Sir Gervas Jerome, who have all come far to draw their swords for the downtrodden faith.
There are not many whose suit hath been rejected who would bear themselves in so resigned and patient a fashion. 'I am prepared to find that your judgment is the correct one, said Sir Gervas Jerome. 'I have learned to distrust too hasty dislikes, and bear in mind that couplet of John Dryden "Errors, like straws, upon the surface flow. He who would search for pearls must dive below."
Old Gervas, in a patriarchal red waistcoat, welcomed Mrs. Ponsonby with more warmth than flattery. Bless me, ma'am, I'm right glad to see you; but how old you be! 'I must come home to learn how to grow young, Gervas, said she, smiling; 'I hear Betty is as youthful as my aunt here. 'Ay, ma'am, Betty do fight it out tolerablish, was the reply to this compliment.
Having given my orders that Covenant should be saddled and bridled by daybreak, I had gone to my room and was preparing for a long night's rest, when Sir Gervas, who slept in the same apartment, came dancing in with a bundle of papers waving over his head. 'Three guesses, Clarke! he cried. 'What would you most desire? 'Letters from Havant, said I eagerly.
When, ten years afterwards, we heard much of the gallantry of the young courtiers of the household of the French King, and of the sprightly courage with which they fought against us in the Lowlands at Steinkirk and elsewhere, I have always thought, from my recollection of Sir Gervas, that I knew what manner of men they were. And now it was every man for himself.
'Why, marry, they are good enough young men, no doubt, Sir Gervas answered lightly. 'Methinks, however, that there is a want of sap about them. It is not blood, but sour buttermilk that flows in their veins. 'Nay, nay, the Mayor responded warmly. 'There you do them an injustice.
When Brown Alice is given her head she flies faster than the news. Rumour spreads quick, but the good mare's stride is quicker still. 'And here we are within our own outposts, quoth Sir Gervas. 'Now, mine honest friend for honest you have been to us, whatever others may say of you will you not come with us, and strike in for a good cause?
'Well, hark ye, said Sir Gervas, turning to the group of frightened rustics. 'I'll strike a bargain with ye over the matter. We have come out for supplies, and can scarce go back empty-handed.
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