"Mr. Hervey, I beg to remind you that my uncle, who is of the see of St. Cuthbert, voted for it."
"Oh, it is notorious that all the English bishops, excepting only Dr. Shipley, voted for war with America! I hear that they anticipate an hierarchy there when the country is conquered. And the fight has begun at home, for Parliament is dissolved on the subject."
"It died in the Roman-Catholic faith," laughed Hyde, "and left us a rebellion for a legacy."
"Captain Hyde, you are a traitor."
"Lord Paget, I deny it. My loyalty does not compel me to swear by all the follies and crimes of the Government. My sword is my country's; but I would not for twenty kings draw it against my own countrymen,"—then, with a meaning glance at Lord Paget and an emphatic touch of his weapon,—"except in my own private quarrel. And if this be treason, let the king look to it. He will find such treason in every regiment in England. They say he is going to hire Hessians: he will need them for his American business, for he has no prerogative to force Englishmen to murder Englishmen."
"I would advise you to be more prudent, Captain Hyde, if it is in your power."
"I would advise you to mind your own affairs, Lord Paget."
"It is said that you married an American."
"If you are perfectly in your senses, my lord, leave my affairs alone."
"For my part, I never believed it; and now that Lady Suffolk is a widow, with revenues, possibly you may"—