he exclaimed, on seeing the young man.
“They thought this order did not concern me, sir; nevertheless, if you wish it, I am ready to go.”
is it you, Mordaunt?” said Cromwell, the cloud passing away from his face; “since you are here, it is well; you may remain.”
“I come to congratulate you.”
“To congratulate me — what for?”
“On the capture of Charles Stuart. You are now master of England.”
“I was much more really so two hours ago.”
“How so, general?”