“Don’t talk about it, my good fellow. I hope he would be glad at heart; but as a soldier— Samson, we must keep our secret, perhaps for years.”
Samson gave his mouth a slap with his horny palm, and walked away.
Chapter Fifty One.
Greetings after Long Years.
During the month which followed Sir Godfrey’s escape, the forces of the Parliamentarians achieved success after success, Colonel Forrester and his son being despatched with a little column to the east two days later.
The dilemma to Fred before starting seemed terrible, but just as he felt that there was nothing left for him to do but confess all he had done to his father, he encountered Samson.
“Why, Master Fred!” he exclaimed, “you look as if you’d got the worries on you.”
“Worry? Why, man, we have to march almost directly, and those poor people in the cave are—”