"Aye, poor man, about Martinmas the Crown seized his freehold and all his goods and chattels." "It will be sad news for him when he hears that his old mother and the wife and children were turned into the road." "Well, well, I will say, treason or none, that John Rushton was as good a subject as the loudest bagpipes of them all." Ralph was sitting at breakfast in a wayside inn when two Lancashire yeomen entered and began to converse in these terms: "Aye, aye, and the leaven of Puritanism is not to be crushed out by such measures.
But it's flat dishonesty, and nothing less.

What did the proclamation of '59 mean if it didn't promise pardon to every man that fought for the Parliament, save such as were named as regicides ?" "Tut, man, it came to nought; the King returned without conditions; and the men who fought against him are reckoned as guilty as those that cut off his father's head." "But the people will never uphold it.
The little leaven remains, and one day it will leaven the lump." "Tut, the people are all fools--except such as are knaves.

See how they're given up to drunkenness and vain pleasures.

Hypocrisy and libertinism are safe for a few years' reign.

England is _Merry_ England, as they say, and she'll be merry at any cost." "Poor John, it will be a sad blow to him!" Ralph had been an eager listener to the conversation between the yeomen, who were clearly old Whigs and Parliamentarians.
"Pardon me, gentlemen," he interrupted, "do you speak of John Rushton of Aberleigh ?" "We do.