"
"And my aunt!" exclaimed Edward, clasping his hands.
"Is safe, Master Edward, and by this time at Lymington."
"We will go to her to-morrow."
"I fear not; you must not risk so much, Master Edward. These Levelers
spare nobody, and you had better let it be supposed that you are all
burned in the house."
"But my aunt knows the contrary, Jacob."
"Very true; I quite forgot that." And so Jacob had. He expected that
the old woman would have been burned, and then nobody would have known
of the existence of the children; he forgot, when he planned to save
her, that she knew where the children were.
"Well, Master Edward, I will go to Lymington to-morrow and see the old
lady; but you must remain here, and take charge of your sisters till I
come back, and then we will consider what is to be done. The flames
are not so bright as they were."
"No. It is my house that these Roundheads have burned down," said
Edward, shaking his fist.
"It was your house, Master Edward, and it was your property, but how
long it will be so remains to be seen. I fear that it will be
forfeited."
"Wo to the people who dare take possession of it!" cried Edward; "I
shall, if I live, be a man one of these days."
"Yes, Master Edward, and then you will reflect more than you do now,
and not be rash.
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