God. I shall labour with them. It seems to me that I shall be called
to great trust in this, and I will set such example as I can. Expect
me as soon as you receive this, for indeed I leave London as soon
almost as my letter. Your mother I saw here with her nephew. She
loves you as I do. Henry Ireton comes with me--he served very
stoutly at Edgehill, and hath a gunshot in the arm. None is like
to serve these times better than he. Give my loving duty to your
grandmother, which I shall at once deliver myself. God bless you.
Your affectionate Father.

_Mrs. Cromwell:_
You are born into a great story, child. I am old.

_Bridget:_
It's wonderful. To stand like that.

_Mrs. Cromwell:_
Not wonder only, girl. There are griefs.

_Bridget:_
They are wonderful, too, I think.

_Mrs. Cromwell:_
Youth, you are dear. With an old woman, it's all reckoning. One sees the
follies then of this man and that.

_Bridget:_
It had to come, grandmother. The King was taking all.

_Mrs. Cromwell:_