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Drinkwater, John, 1882-1937

"Oliver Cromwell"


As for thy laws, remember.
_Hampden:_
Surely, we shall remember that always.
(BRIDGET comes in.)
_Bridget:_
Cousin John.
_Hampden:_
Well, Bridget, my girl.
(He kisses her.)
_Bridget:_
How do you do, Mr. Ireton?
_Ireton_
(shaking hands):
Well, I thank you, mistress.
_Bridget:_
Does father know, mother?
_Elizabeth:_
I've sent down to the field.
_Mrs. Cromwell:_
He'll be here soon enough. I'm sorry the judges were against you, John.
I don't know what else you could expect, though. They are the King's
judges, I suppose.
_Hampden:_
That's what we dispute, ma'am. The King says that they should serve him.
We say that they should serve the laws.
_Ireton:_
It was just when Mr. Hampden was being heard. The law they said was the
King's old and loyal servant: that _lex_ was not _rex_, but that none
could gainsay that _rex_ was _lex_.
_Hampden:_
That's what we shall have to decide, and before long, I think.
_Bridget:_
Father says that.
_Mrs. Cromwell:_
This house is ready for any kind of revolution, John.
_Ireton:_
But you find it everywhere, ma'am. All along the countryside, in the
markets, in the church porches--everywhere.
_Elizabeth:_
Is the vine doing well this year, John?
_Hampden:_
It's the best year I remember.


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