"I was sixty last birthday, and though I am still strong and active, and could strike a shrewd blow in case of need, I am too old for the fatigues and hardships of campaigning.

I could not hope, at my age, to obtain a commission in the Swedish service." "No, I did not think of your joining the army, Sir Marmaduke, though I warrant you would do as well as most; but I thought that you might take up your residence at Stockholm, as well as at Saint Germains.

You will find many Scottish gentlemen there, and not a few Jacobites who, like yourself, have been forced to fly.

Besides, both the life and air would suit you better than at Saint Germains, where, by all accounts the life is a gay one, and men come to think more of pleasure than of duty.

Moreover, your money will go much further in Sweden than in France." Sir Marmaduke, checking the horse's speed, said, "I have not so much as a penny in my pocket, and methinks I am like to have some trouble in getting at the hoard I have been collecting, ever since Dutch William came to the throne, for the benefit of His Majesty when he arrives." "You will have no trouble in getting at that, father," Charlie said laughing, "seeing that you have nothing to do but to lean over, and put your hand into my holsters, which are so full, as you see, that I am forced to carry my pistols in my belt." "What mean you, lad ?" "I mean, father, that I have the whole of the hoard, that was stowed away in the priest's hiding place;" and he then related how Banks had revealed to him the secret of the hiding place, and how he had, the night before Sir Marmaduke was removed from Lancaster Castle, visited the place and carried away the money.
"I could not see Banks," he said, "but I left a few words on a scrap of paper, saying that it was I who had taken the money.
Otherwise he would have been in a terrible taking, when he discovered that it was gone." "That is right good news, indeed, lad.