Walter and Larry rode a short distance behind the troop, and joined it as soon as it reached the ground allotted to it.
"It was a brave sight, father, was it not, to see the city decked out, and all the people cheering for the king?
Dublin is setting a fine example--isn't it ?" "You must not set much weight upon the cheering of a crowd, Walter.

I do not say that the people of Dublin may not, at the present moment, be loyal to the king; but if he were defeated, and William were to march in, you would see that they would cheer him just as heartily.

The mob of London cheered King James, as he passed through it, a week before he was so ill advised as to fly; and they threw up their hats for joy, a fortnight later, for William.

No, my boy--there is no dependence on a mob.

They worship success, and the king who is present is sure to be vastly more dear to them than the king who is absent.
"And now you had better help Larry picket your horses.