Mother will grieve, no doubt; but she won't want to fly in the face of nature.
"Here, mother, come out.

Master Rupert's killed Sir William Brownlow's son, and is off to the wars, and so our Hugh's, natural-like, going with him." Mrs.Parsons after her first ejaculation of surprise burst into tears, but, as her husband had predicted, offered no objection whatever to what seemed to her, as to him, a matter of plain duty on the part of her son.

Hugh now explained the reason of his return.
"Ay, ay, lad; thou shalt have the money.

I've got fifty pounds for next quarter's rent.

Colonel Holliday will be glad enough for some of it to go to his grandson.