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"Faith, I have a better way of it, worthy sir," answered Wildrake; "I never can, for the life of me, remember that there were any such and such toasts drunk at all. It's a strange gift of forgetfulness I have." "Well, sir," replied the younger Lee; "but we, who have unhappily more tenacious memories, would willingly abide by the more general rule."
"Sir Henry Lee is abroad, sir, I believe, in the Chase," said Charles, coldly, for the appearance of this somewhat vulgar debauchee was not agreeable to him at the moment, "and Master Albert Lee has left the Lodge for two or three days." "I am aware of it, sir," said Wildrake; "but I have no business at present with either."
"It is seldom that such ancient houses lack secret stalls wherein to mew up these calves of Bethel." "Your Honour's Excellency," said Wildrake, "may swear to that." "I swear not at all," replied the General, drily. "But what think'st thou, good fellow?
He felt an almost irresistible desire to spring from his bed and heap fuel on the dying embers, expecting by the blaze to see some strange sight in his chamber. He was also strongly tempted to awaken Wildrake; but shame, stronger than fear itself, checked these impulses.
He was already beginning a third panegyric upon Colonel Everard, with sundry varied expressions of his own wish to oblige him, when Wildrake took the opportunity to strike in, on the General's making one of his oratorical pauses. "So please you" he said bluntly, "your worship has already spoken on two topics of your discourse, your own worthiness, and that of my master, Colonel Everard.
But I am happy I have met with you They are raving for your presence at the Lodge to marry, or christen, or bury, or confess, or something very urgent. For Heaven's sake, make haste!" "At the Lodge?" said the Doctor; "why, I left the Lodge this instant I was there later, I am sure, than you could be, who came the Woodstock road." "Well," replied Wildrake, "it is at Woodstock they want you.
"True, sir," replied Wildrake; "I am the friend of Colonel Markham Everard, sir, a tall man, and a worthy person in the field, although I could wish him a better cause A message I have to you, it is certain, in a slight note, which I take the liberty of presenting with the usual formalities."
But, to enable me to do mine errand, it would be necessary to bestow a few words on the third head." "The third?" said Cromwell. "Ay," said Wildrake, "which, in your honour's subdivision of your discourse, touched on my unworthy self. What am I to do what portion am I to have in this matter?"
He looked with grave solemnity at Wildrake, as if he was making in his own mind an inventory of his features and dress; and having fully perused them, he required "to know his business." "My business," said Wildrake, as firmly as he could for the close investigation of this man had given him some unpleasant nervous sensations "my business is with your General."
The door opened as Wildrake finished this stanza at the top of his voice, and in rushed a sentinel, who, greeting him by the title of a "blasphemous bellowing bull of Bashan," bestowed a severe blow, with his ramrod, on the shoulders of the songster, whose bonds permitted him no means of returning the compliment.
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