_Elizabeth:_
Ours, too.
_Bridget:_
Were you there, Mr. Ireton, when Cousin John's case was tried?
_Ireton:_
Yes.
_Bridget:_
It was splendid, wasn't it--although he lost, I mean?
_Ireton:_
It was the note of deliverance.
_Bridget:_
I wish I could have been there, Cousin John.
_Mrs. Cromwell:_
Will you give me my shawl, Henry Ireton.
(He does so.)
There's Oliver coming. Now you can all be thunder.
_Bridget:_
Now, grandmother, you know you don't think it's just that.
_Mrs. Cromwell:_
So you have hope for me yet, miss?
_Bridget:_
Grandmother.
(CROMWELL comes in. He is in plain country dress. His age is forty.)
_Cromwell:_
John--it's good to see you. You're an hour before reckoning.
(Taking HAMPDEN'S hand.)
_Hampden:_
Yes, Oliver. Is all well?
_Cromwell:_
Not that--but our courage is well enough. You are very welcome, Henry.
(Taking his hand.)
Was it good travelling?
_Ireton:_
Not a bad mile on the journey.
_Bridget:_
Father, Mr. Ireton heard Cousin John's case tried. Wasn't he lucky?
_Cromwell:_
Whoever heard that heard history being made, John. It was a great
example to set.
_Hampden:_
One works from the spirit, Oliver.
_Cromwell:_
That's what we must do.
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