Should I, the last of the Clancings, show my face upon it, I might be handed over to the village beadle as a trespasser, or scourged off it perhaps by the bowstrings of insolent huntsmen.' 'And how comes so sudden a reverse of fortune ?' I asked.
'Fill up your glasses!' cried the old man, suiting the action to the word.

'Here's a toast for you! Perdition to all faithless princes! How came it about, ye ask?
Why, when the troubles came upon the first Charles, I stood by him as though he had been mine own brother.

At Edgehill, at Naseby, in twenty skirmishes and battles, I fought stoutly in his cause, maintaining a troop of horse at my own expense, formed from among my own gardeners, grooms, and attendants.

Then the military chest ran low, and money must be had to carry on the contest.

My silver chargers and candlesticks were thrown into the melting-pot, as were those of many another cavalier.