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Drinkwater, John, 1882-1937

"Oliver Cromwell"

A few saved us from that.
_Bridget:_
Were you one?
_Ireton:_
Your father was chief among them.
_Bridget:_
Was he?
_Ireton:_
He will lead armies. Every man will follow him. He never faltered, and
there was no misjudgment, ever.
_Bridget:_
Did you keep the horses you had when you left London?
_Ireton:_
Yes, both of us.
_Bridget:_
I was glad to see you then.
_Ireton:_
You know what is coming?
_Bridget:_
Yes. I see it.
_Ireton:_
We shall live with danger now. It may take years. Many of us will not
see the end. We are no longer our own.
_Bridget:_
These are the best crusades.
_Ireton:_
To be called, thus. To be led by such a one. I know your father will
direct it--he must be the man. He is only a captain to-night, but in a
month or two you will see. And we shall be a mighty following. I see
them forming, terrible hosts. We must give all, truly. I shall give all,
I think. It is little enough. Bridget.
_Bridget:_
Yes.
_Ireton:_
You promised. I might speak again, you said.
_Bridget:_
Yes.
_Ireton:_
Will you wed a man so dedicated?
_Bridget:_
The more for that. Yes, Henry.
_Ireton_
(as they embrace):
May we tell your father now?
_Bridget:_
Yes--if I can but help you to serve.


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