Though I can't see that it governs anybody, except those that don't need
it.

_Elizabeth:_
Oliver says it's a wrong tax, this ship money.

_Mrs. Cromwell:_
There's always something wrong. It keeps men busy, I suppose.

_Elizabeth:_
But it was brave of John.

_Mrs. Cromwell:_
I know, I know. But why must he come here to-night of all in the year?
Oliver's like somebody out of the Bible about to-morrow as it is. This
will make him worse. I wish John no harm, but--well, I hope he's got a
bad horse.

_Elizabeth:_
Oliver's mind is made up about the common, whatever happens. John will
make no difference.

_Mrs. Cromwell:_
You can't pretend he'll make him more temperate.

_Elizabeth:_
It's very wrong to take away the common from the people. I think Oliver
is right.

_Mrs. Cromwell:_