You had better ride back, Hugh, and tell my grandfather, privately, that I am going to the Earl of Marlborough, to ask him to give me the cornetcy he promised me." "With your leave, Master Rupert, I shall do nothing of the sort.
Where you go, I go.

My grandfather rode out with yours to Naseby, and died there.

My people have been the tenants of the Chace as long as the Hollidays have been its lords, and have always followed their master to the field.

My old father would beat me out of the house with a broom handle, if I went back and said I had let you go to the wars alone.

No, master Rupert, wherever you go, Hugh Parsons goes too." Rupert held out his hand, which his companion grasped, and the two galloped rapidly along the road towards London.
In the meantime all was consternation at the Chace.
Colonel Holliday and Monsieur Dessin were deeply engaged in conversation when Adele burst in upon them.
"Quick, quick!" she exclaimed, "Monsieur Rupert is fighting with a wicked young man!" "Then," said Monsieur Dessin grimly, "it will be very bad for the wicked young man, whoever he is." "Where are they ?" exclaimed Colonel Holliday.
"In the garden," the girl said, bursting into tears.