There was nothing for him now but to join the Royal army, and his father could hardly object to his taking his place with the regiment.
"I wish I had fifty of them here," he thought to himself; "we would surround the hall, and pay these traitors dearly.

As for their captain, I would hang him over the door with my own hands.

The cowardly ruffian, to strike an unarmed boy! At any rate I have spoiled his beauty for him, for I pretty nearly cut his face in two, I shall know him by the scar if I ever meet him in battle, and then we will finish the quarrel.
"I shall not be able to see out of my right eye in the morning," he grumbled; "and shall be a nice figure when I ride into Oxford." As he approached the farm he slackened his speed to a walk; and neared the house very carefully, for he thought it possible that one of the parties of the enemy might already have taken up his quarters there.

The silence that reigned, broken by the loud barking of dogs as he came close, proved that no stranger had yet arrived, and he knocked loudly at the door.

Presently an upper window was opened, and a woman's voice inquired who he was, and what he wanted.
"I am Harry Furness, Dame Arden," he said.