In this guise we were dragged to the round-house, where we spent the night amidst bullies, thieves, and orange wenches, to whom I am proud to say that both neighbour Foster and myself spoke some words of joy and comfort.

In the morning we were released, and forthwith shook the dust of London from our feet; nor do I ever wish to return thither, unless it be at the head of our Somersetshire regiments, to see King Monmouth don the crown which he had wrested in fair fight from the Popish perverter.' As Master Stephen Timewell ended his tale a general shuffling and rising announced the conclusion of the meal.

The company filed slowly out in order of seniority, all wearing the same gloomy and earnest expression, with grave gait and downcast eyes.

These Puritan ways were, it is true, familiar to me from childhood, yet I had never before seen a large household conforming to them, or marked their effect upon so many young men.
'You shall bide behind for a while,' said the Mayor, as we were about to follow the others.

'William, do you bring a flask of the old green sealed sack.