My grandfather was standing upon a chair; in his hand he held a Bible, and was pouring out a string of denouncing texts at the ladies, and was, at the moment we entered, comparing them to the wicked who had fallen into a net.
"I don't think, Walter, his senses are quite right now.

He is crazed with religion and hate, and I believe, at the time, he fancied himself in the meeting house.

Anyhow, there he was, while two sergeants, who were supposed to be in command of the troop, were sitting on a table, with a flagon of wine between them, looking on with amusement.

Their expression changed pretty quickly, when we rushed in.
"It needed all my father's efforts to prevent the whole party being hung, so furious were all the rescuers at the outrage upon the good ladies of the castle.

But my father pointed out to them that, although such a punishment was well deserved, it would do harm rather than good to the ladies.