I know which is my choice, and to-morrow I shall set about raising a troop of lads of the same mind." "You mean to take me, sir, I hope," Harry said.
"Take you ?" his lather repeated, laughing.

"To do what ?" "To fight, certainly," Harry replied.

"I am sure that among the tenants there is not one who could use the small sword as I can, for you have taught me yourself, and I do not think that I should be more afraid of the London pikemen than the best of them." "No, no, Harry," his father said, putting his hand on the boy's shoulder; "I do not doubt your bravery.

You come of a fighting stock indeed, and good blood cannot lie.

But you are too young, my boy." "But if the war goes on for a couple of years, father." "Ay, ay, my boy; but I hope that it will be ended in a couple of months.
If it should last--which God forbid!--you shall have your chance, never fear.