Have you never heard of Richard Whalley ?" "Of the regicide ?" exclaimed Peveril, starting.
"Call his act what thou wilt," said Bridgenorth; "he was not less the rescuer of that devoted village, that, with other leading spirits of the age, he sat in the judgment-seat when Charles Stewart was arraigned at the bar, and subscribed the sentence that went forth upon him." "I have ever heard," said Julian, in an altered voice, and colouring deeply, "that you, Master Bridgenorth, with other Presbyterians, were totally averse to that detestable crime, and were ready to have made joint-cause with the Cavaliers in preventing so horrible a parricide." "If it were so," said Bridgenorth, "we have been richly rewarded by his successor." "Rewarded!" exclaimed Julian; "does the distinction of good and evil, and our obligation to do the one and forbear the other, depend on the reward which may attach to our actions ?" "God forbid," answered Bridgenorth; "yet those who view the havoc which this house of Stewart have made in the Church and State--the tyranny which they exercise over men's persons and consciences--may well doubt whether it be lawful to use weapons in their defence.

Yet you hear me not praise, or even vindicate the death of the King, though so far deserved, as he was false to his oath as a Prince and Magistrate.

I only tell you what you desired to know, that Richard Whalley, one of the late King's judges, was he of whom I have just been speaking.

I knew his lofty brow, though time had made it balder and higher; his grey eye retained all its lustre; and though the grizzled beard covered the lower part of his face, it prevented me not from recognising him.

The scent was hot after him for his blood; but by the assistance of those friends whom Heaven had raised up for his preservation, he was concealed carefully, and emerged only to do the will of Providence in the matter of that battle.