A Jacobite Exile - <p> Being the Adventures of a Young Englishman in the Service of Charles the Twelfth of Sweden</p> by G. A. (George Alfred) Henty
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"'I have no design on the life of William of Orange, or of any other man,' he said. 'I do not pretend to love him; in that matter there are thousands in this realm with me; but, as for a design against his life, I should say, gentlemen, there are few who know me, even among men like yourselves, whose politics are opposed to mine, who would for a moment credit such a foul insinuation.' "'We have nothing to do with that matter, Sir Marmaduke,' John Cockshaw said. 'We are acting upon a sworn information to that effect.' "Sir Marmaduke was angry, now. "'I can guess the name of the dog who signed it,' he said, 'and, kinsman though he is by marriage, I will force the lie down his throat.' "Then he cooled down again. "'Well, gentlemen, you have to do your duty. What do you desire next?' "'Our duty is, next, to search the house, for any treasonable documents that may be concealed here.' "'Search away, gentlemen,' Sir Marmaduke said, seating himself in one of the settles. 'The house is open to you. My butler, James Banks, will go round with you, and will open for you any cupboard or chest that may be locked.' |
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