“But your honor will soon be called so generally.”
“I hope so, at least,” said Cromwell, rising and putting on his cloak.
“You are going, sir?”
“Yes,” said Cromwell. “I slept here last night and the night before, and you know it is not my custom to sleep three times in the same bed.”
“Then,” said Mordaunt, “your honor gives me my liberty for to-night?”
“And even for all day to-morrow, if you want it. Since last evening,” he added, smiling, “you have done enough in my service, and if you have any personal matters to settle it is just that I should give you time.”
“Thank you, sir; it will be well employed, I hope.”
Cromwell turned as he was going.
“Are you armed?” he asked.
“I have my sword.”