"
"And thou shalt quaff it again," replied the leader. "Good ale was not
intended only for Malignants, but for those who serve diligently.
After we have examined the dell which thou speakest of, we will direct
our horses' heads toward Arnwood."
"Who knows but what the man Charles may be concealed in the
Malignant's house?" observed another.
"In the day I should say no," replied the leader; "but in the night
the Cavaliers like to have a roof over their heads; and, therefore, at
night, and not before, will we proceed thither."
"I have searched many of their abodes," observed another, "but search
is almost in vain. What with their spring panels, and secret doors,
their false ceilings, and double walls, one may ferret forever, and
find nothing."
"Yes," replied the leader, "their abodes are full of these popish
abominations; but there is one way which is sure; and if the man
Charles be concealed in any house, I venture to say that I will find
him. Fire and smoke will bring him forth; and to every Malignant's
house within twenty miles will I apply the torch; but it must be at
night, for we are not sure of his being housed during the day. James
Southwold, thou knowest well the mansion of Arnwood?"
"I know well my way to all the offices below--the buttery, the cellar,
and the kitchen; but I can not say that I have ever been into the
apartments of the upper house.
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