“He hath elected to follow the Prince.”
“And—and there are others.…”
“Dearest, very many forsake me … but God will support me in what I have to do.”
“Will—will my uncle Cornelius have to go with the Fleet?”
“I think so, dearest.”
Agneta reflected a second, then said—
“But we are always victorious on the sea.”
“Cornelius and the others, Agneta, will do their utmost to preserve this dear land’s liberty … and we must trust in God.”
“My uncle Cornelius could never be defeated,” insisted Agneta. “But you are anxious.”
He stroked the little fingers lying on his sleeve.