"Maybe," I replied, "but it is early yet."
"Ay, early, but not too early if you will see the sights."
"What sights?"
"Haven't you heard? Why God a' mercy, the old rector hath come back, and hath got together twenty men to help the constables. Besides, I hear that Master Burnbridge is shaking in his shoes."
"And who is Master Burnbridge?"
"Why you must be a furriner not to know. From whence come you, master?"
"I come from London."
"Ay? From London? Then you have seen the new king?"
"Ay, I have seen him; but who is Master Burnbridge?"
"He is the Independent minister who hath ministered in the parish church for many a year. He is much beloved of the people, too, and hath many followers. But the new king hates the Presbyterians and the Independents, so we are to see gay doings to-day. It is but ten o'clock yet, but I mean to get near the pulpit so that I can see all that goes on. The old vicar, Master Noel, was one of Bishop Laud's men, and it will be rare sport to see him tackle Master Burnbridge."