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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Oliver Cromwell, by John Drinkwater
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+Title: Oliver Cromwell
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+Author: John Drinkwater
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+Release Date: November 18, 2005 [EBook #17091]
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+                     OLIVER
+                    CROMWELL
+
+                    _A Play_
+
+                       By
+                JOHN DRINKWATER
+
+
+       [Illustration: (Gout bien ou rien)
+             (The Riverside Press)]
+
+
+              Boston and New York
+            HOUGHTON MIFFLIN COMPANY
+
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+                       To
+
+                  BERNARD SHAW
+
+               with Homage to the
+          Master Dramatist of his Age
+     and with the Gratitude that is his Due
+         from Every Younger Writer for
+              the English Theatre
+
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+The Characters Are
+
+MRS. CROMWELL, Oliver's mother
+ELIZABETH CROMWELL, his wife
+BRIDGET CROMWELL, his daughter
+JOHN HAMPDEN
+HENRY IRETON
+OLIVER CROMWELL
+SETH TANNER
+TWO AGENTS TO THE EARL OF BEDFORD
+AMOS TANNER
+A MEMBER OF PARLIAMENT
+THE SPEAKER OF THE HOUSE OF COMMONS
+BASSETT, an officer of the House
+THE MAYOR OF ELY
+GENERAL FAIRFAX
+COLONEL STAINES
+COLONEL PEMBERTON
+A SCOUT
+A SURGEON
+AN AIDE
+NEAL, Secretary to Charles
+CHARLES I
+Farm labourers--Members of Parliament
+
+
+
+
+    SCENE I
+
+
+_CROMWELL'S house at Ely, about the year 1639. An early summer evening.
+The window of the room opens on to a smooth lawn, used for bowling, and
+a garden full of flowers._
+
+_OLIVER'S wife, ELIZABETH CROMWELL, is sitting at the table, sewing. In
+a chair by the open window MRS. CROMWELL, his mother, is reading. She is
+eighty years of age._
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Oliver troubles me, persuading everywhere. Restless like this.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+He says that the time is uneasy, and that we are part of it.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+There's a man's house. It's enough surely.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+I know. But Oliver must be doing. You know how when he took the
+magistracy he would listen to none of us. He knows best.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+What time is John coming?
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+By nightfall he said. Henry Ireton is coming with him.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+John Hampden is like that, too. He excites the boy.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Yes, but mother, you will do nothing with Oliver by thinking of him as
+a boy.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Of course he's a boy.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+He's forty.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Methuselah.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+What?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+I said Methuselah.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+He says John's the bravest man in England.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Just because he won't pay a tax. How if everybody refused to pay taxes?
+If you don't have taxes, I don't see how you are to have a government.
+Though I can't see that it governs anybody, except those that don't need
+it.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Oliver says it's a wrong tax, this ship money.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+There's always something wrong. It keeps men busy, I suppose.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+But it was brave of John.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+I know, I know. But why must he come here to-night of all in the year?
+Oliver's like somebody out of the Bible about to-morrow as it is. This
+will make him worse. I wish John no harm, but--well, I hope he's got a
+bad horse.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Oliver's mind is made up about the common, whatever happens. John will
+make no difference.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+You can't pretend he'll make him more temperate.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+It's very wrong to take away the common from the people. I think Oliver
+is right.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Of course he's right. But I'm too old. I've seen too many broken heads.
+He'll be no righter for a broken head.
+
+(BRIDGET CROMWELL, a girl, comes. She takes some eggs from her apron and
+puts them on a dish on a shelf.)
+
+_Bridget:_
+Why, grandmother, whose head is to be broken?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Your father's is like to be.
+
+_Bridget:_
+You mean to-morrow?
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+At the meeting, yes.
+
+_Bridget:_
+But he must do it. Why, the people have fished and kept cattle there
+longer than any one can remember. Who is an Earl of Bedford to take it
+away from them? I know I would let my head be broken first.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+It is said that the King gave leave.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Then the King gave what wasn't his to give.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Now, child, don't you encourage your father, too. He's eager enough
+without that.
+
+_Bridget:_
+But I must, grandmother. There's too much of this kind of interference
+everywhere. Father says that Cousin John Hampden says--
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+And that's three of you in one house. And this young Mr. Ireton has
+ideas, too, I believe.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Mr. Ireton is twenty-eight.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+That accounts for it.
+
+_Bridget:_
+You don't think they just ought to be allowed to take the common away,
+do you, grandmother?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+It makes no matter what I think.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Of course you don't. None of us do. We couldn't.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+You mustn't tease your grandmother, Bridget.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+She's a very old lady, and can't speak for herself.
+
+_Bridget:_
+I meant no ill manners, grandmother.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Never mind your manners child. But don't encourage your father. He
+doesn't need it. This house is all commotion as it is.
+
+_Bridget:_
+I can't help it. There's so much going on everywhere. The King doesn't
+deal fairly by people, I'm sure. Men like father must say it.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Have you put the lavender in the rooms?
+
+_Bridget:_
+No. I'll take it now.
+
+(She takes a tray from the window and goes out.)
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+I don't know what will happen. I sometimes think the world isn't worth
+quarrelling about at all. And yet I'm a silly old woman to talk like
+that. But Oliver is a brave fellow--and John, all of them. I want them
+to be brave in peace--that's the way you think at eighty.
+(Reading.)
+This Mr. Donne is a very good poet, but he's rather hard to understand.
+I suppose that is being eighty, too. Mr. Herrick is very simple. John
+Hampden sent me some copies from a friend who knows Mr. Herrick. I like
+them better than John does.
+(She takes up a manuscript book and reads:)
+
+  Lord, Thou hast given me a cell
+    Wherein to dwell;
+  A little house, whose humble roof
+    Is waterproof;
+  Under the spars of which I lie
+    Both soft and dry....
+
+But Mr. Shakespeare was best of all, I do believe. A very civil
+gentleman, too. I spoke to him once--that was forty years ago, the year
+Oliver was born, I remember. He didn't hold with all this talk against
+kings.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+There are kings and kings. Oliver finds no offence in kings--it's in a
+king.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Well, it's all very dangerous, and I'm too old for it. Not but what
+Oliver's brain is better than mine. But we have to sit still and watch.
+However--
+(reading)
+
+  Lord, 'tis thy plenty-dropping hand
+    That sows my land:
+  All this, and better, dost thou send
+    Me for this end:
+  That I should render for my part
+    A thankful heart,
+  Which, fired with incense, I resign
+    As wholly Thine:
+  But the acceptance--that must be,
+    O Lord, by Thee.
+
+Mr. Herrick has chosen a nice name for his book. Hesperides. He has
+taste as well as understanding.
+
+(The sound of horsemen arriving is heard.)
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+That will be John and Mr. Ireton.
+
+(She looks from the window, puts her work into a box, and goes out.)
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell_
+(turning her pages):
+
+  Ye have been fresh and green,
+    Ye have been filled with flowers,
+  And ye the walks have been
+    Where maids have spent their hours.
+
+  Like unthrifts, having spent
+    Your stock, and needy grown,
+  You're left here to lament
+    Your poor estates alone.
+
+(ELIZABETH comes back with JOHN HAMPDEN, aged forty-four, and HENRY
+IRETON, twenty-eight. They both shake hands with MRS. CROMWELL.)
+
+_Hampden:_
+How do you do, ma'am?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Well, John.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Good-evening, ma'am.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+You're welcome, Master Ireton, I'm sure. If you behave yourself, young
+man.
+
+_Ireton:_
+How may that be, ma'am?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+No, don't ask me. Only don't you and John come putting more notions into
+Oliver's head. I'm sure he's got more than he can rightly manage as it
+is.
+
+_Hampden:_
+We were told down there that it's to-morrow that my Lord of Bedford and
+his like are to claim the common rights.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Yes.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Mr. Cromwell is to resist, they said.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Now, young man, Oliver doesn't need any urging to it. He needs holding
+back.
+
+_Hampden:_
+But that's fine for Oliver. Every man must speak to-day--and do as well,
+if it comes to it.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Yes, but don't be so proud about it, John.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+I think they should be proud.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Remember what Mr. Herbert says--
+  A servant with this clause
+    Makes drudgerie divine.
+  Who sweeps a room, as for thy laws,
+    Makes that and th' action fine.
+As for thy laws, remember.
+
+_Hampden:_
+Surely, we shall remember that always.
+
+(BRIDGET comes in.)
+
+_Bridget:_
+Cousin John.
+
+_Hampden:_
+Well, Bridget, my girl.
+
+(He kisses her.)
+
+_Bridget:_
+How do you do, Mr. Ireton?
+
+_Ireton_
+(shaking hands):
+Well, I thank you, mistress.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Does father know, mother?
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+I've sent down to the field.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+He'll be here soon enough. I'm sorry the judges were against you, John.
+I don't know what else you could expect, though. They are the King's
+judges, I suppose.
+
+_Hampden:_
+That's what we dispute, ma'am. The King says that they should serve him.
+We say that they should serve the laws.
+
+_Ireton:_
+It was just when Mr. Hampden was being heard. The law they said was the
+King's old and loyal servant: that _lex_ was not _rex_, but that none
+could gainsay that _rex_ was _lex_.
+
+_Hampden:_
+That's what we shall have to decide, and before long, I think.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Father says that.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+This house is ready for any kind of revolution, John.
+
+_Ireton:_
+But you find it everywhere, ma'am. All along the countryside, in the
+markets, in the church porches--everywhere.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Is the vine doing well this year, John?
+
+_Hampden:_
+It's the best year I remember.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Ours, too.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Were you there, Mr. Ireton, when Cousin John's case was tried?
+
+_Ireton:_
+Yes.
+
+_Bridget:_
+It was splendid, wasn't it--although he lost, I mean?
+
+_Ireton:_
+It was the note of deliverance.
+
+_Bridget:_
+I wish I could have been there, Cousin John.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Will you give me my shawl, Henry Ireton.
+(He does so.)
+There's Oliver coming. Now you can all be thunder.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Now, grandmother, you know you don't think it's just that.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+So you have hope for me yet, miss?
+
+_Bridget:_
+Grandmother.
+
+(CROMWELL comes in. He is in plain country dress. His age is forty.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+John--it's good to see you. You're an hour before reckoning.
+(Taking HAMPDEN'S hand.)
+
+_Hampden:_
+Yes, Oliver. Is all well?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Not that--but our courage is well enough. You are very welcome, Henry.
+(Taking his hand.)
+Was it good travelling?
+
+_Ireton:_
+Not a bad mile on the journey.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Father, Mr. Ireton heard Cousin John's case tried. Wasn't he lucky?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Whoever heard that heard history being made, John. It was a great
+example to set.
+
+_Hampden:_
+One works from the spirit, Oliver.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+That's what we must do. You've heard about this affair down here?
+
+_Hampden:_
+The common? Yes.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+There's to be no yielding about that.
+
+_Hampden:_
+I'm glad of it, Oliver.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+What will it all come to, John?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+There are times, mother, when we may not count the cost.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+You're very vexatious sometimes, Oliver.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+But you know I'm right in this, mother.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Being right doesn't make you less vexatious.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Have they finished in Long Close?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes. They will be here soon.
+
+_Bridget:_
+They all come up from the field for prayers, Mr. Ireton, at the day's
+end.
+
+_Hampden:_
+Is your hay good, Oliver?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I haven't much down this year. What there is, is good.
+
+_Hampden:_
+We got the floods too late. But it has mended well enough.
+
+_Bridget:_
+The dancers came for some money, father.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Shall I give them something?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+To be sure.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+How much?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Oh--a crown or two.
+
+_Hampden:_
+Dancers?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Aye, John. Don't you hold with them?
+
+_Hampden:_
+They're no offence, perhaps--but I'm never quite sure.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Oh, but be sure, John. We must make no mistake about that. They are
+lovely, the dancers. I'm all for singing and dancing. The Lord is one to
+sing and dance, I'll be bound.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Now you talk sense, Oliver. Mr. Herrick is very clear about that. So was
+David.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Who is Mr. Herrick, ma'am?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+He's a poet, young man. And he's for being quiet, and not bustling about
+everywhere. You ought to read him.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Do you know Mr. Herrick's work, Mr. Hampden?
+
+_Hampden:_
+I've nothing to say against that, though it's not very serious.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Don't be silly, Mr. Hampden--if you excuse me for saying so. Mr. Herrick
+is very serious indeed, only he isn't always telling us of it.
+
+_Hampden:_
+Yes: perhaps you're right, ma'am. I prefer George Herbert.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Yes, I like his book, too, Cousin John.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Well, it's no bad judgment to stand for Mr. Herbert. Only I won't have
+nonsense talked about Mr. Herrick.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Are you ready, Oliver? They are coming.
+
+_Oliver:_
+Yes.
+(To HAMPDEN and IRETON.)
+Friends, you are welcome to this house.
+
+(The labourers from the farm are gathering outside the window. The
+people in the room form towards them.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Brethren in God, at the end of another day's labour we are met to praise
+Him from whom are the means to labour and its rewards. As we go about
+these fields, He is with us. As you deal by me, and I by you, His eye
+sees us. Nothing good befalls us but it is by His will, no affliction is
+ours but His loving mercy will hear us. The Lord God walks at our hand.
+He is here now in our midst. His desires are our freedom, His wrath our
+tyranny one over another. Be very merciful in all your ways, for mercy
+is His name. May His counsel be always with our little fellowship. If I
+should fail towards any man, let him speak. May we be as brothers
+always, one to another. And may we serve Him to serve whom alone is
+wisdom. In Jesus Christ's name, Amen. "All people that on earth do
+dwell."
+
+(They sing:)
+
+  All people that on earth do dwell,
+    Sing to the Lord, with cheerful voice;
+  Him serve with fear, his praise forth tell,
+    Come ye before Him and rejoice.
+
+  The Lord, we know, is God indeed.
+    Without our aid He did us make;
+  We are his folk, He doth us feed,
+    And for his sheep He doth us take.
+
+  O enter then his gate with praise,
+    Approach with joy his courts unto;
+  Praise, laud, and bless his name always,
+    For it is seemly so to do.
+
+(As the men move away, one of them, SETH TANNER, comes forward.)
+
+_Seth:_
+As I came up from Long Close I stopped at the ale-house. Two fellows
+were there from the Earl of Bedford. Talking they were.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+What had they to say?
+
+_Seth:_
+It seems they know you are going to stand out for the people to-morrow.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Well?
+
+_Seth:_
+Treason, they call it.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Treason.
+
+_Seth:_
+Seeing that my Lord of Bedford has the King's authority, as it were.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Thank you, Seth.
+
+_Seth:_
+They were coming here, they said. To warn you, and persuade you against
+it if it might be.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Thank you, Seth.
+
+_Seth_
+(to HAMPDEN):
+If I might be so bold, sir?
+
+_Hampden:_
+What, my friend?
+
+_Seth:_
+That was a brave thing to do, sir, that about the ship money. We common
+folk know what it means. I'm sure we thank you with all our hearts.
+
+_Hampden:_
+I don't know about brave, but I know it is good to be thanked like that.
+
+_Seth:_
+Yes, sir. That's all. Good-even, sir; good-even, mistress.
+
+(He is moving away as two of BEDFORD'S agents appear at the window,
+followed by the other labourers, who have returned with them.)
+
+_First Agent:_
+Is this Mr. Oliver Cromwell's?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+It is.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+The door is along there, to the right.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+It's no matter, mother. What do you want?
+
+_First Agent:_
+To see Mr. Cromwell.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+You are speaking to him.
+
+_Second Agent:_
+May we come in?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Why, yes.
+
+(They do so. The labourers gather round the window again. They follow
+the coming argument with close personal concern.)
+
+_Second Agent:_
+May we speak with you alone?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+These are all my friends. I have nothing to say that I would not have
+them hear.
+
+_First Agent:_
+It is discretion for your sake.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I do not desire your interest. What have you to say?
+
+_Second Agent:_
+It is said that you will oppose the proclamation to-morrow.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Assuredly.
+
+_Second Agent:_
+The Earl of Bedford and those with him have not drained these commons
+for nothing.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Well?
+
+_Second Agent:_
+They have earned the rights to be proclaimed to-morrow.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+By whose will?
+
+_First Agent:_
+By the King's.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+These rights of pasture belong to the people. It is within no man's
+powers to take them away.
+
+_Second Agent:_
+The King decrees it.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I know not how that may be. I know that these rights are the people's,
+above any earl or king whatsoever. The King is to defend our rights, not
+to destroy them.
+
+_First Agent:_
+This is plain treason.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+It is plain sense.
+
+_Second Agent:_
+What will you do?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+To-morrow you will proclaim these rights from the people to my lord of
+Bedford. To-morrow I shall tell the people that I alone, if needs be,
+will oppose it. I will fight it from court to court. I will make these
+rights my rights--as they are. These people of Ely shall speak through
+me. They shall pay me a groat a year for each head of cattle they graze,
+and they shall enjoy every foot of the land as long as I have a word or
+a pound left for resistance.
+
+_Second Agent:_
+You are very arrogant, Mr. Cromwell. There are lessons to be learnt.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Aye, there are lessons. I do not speak to you, but to your master--to
+the King himself if it comes to that. You may tell him all that I have
+said. We folk of Ely will use our own commons, and let the Earl of
+Bedford keep within his own palings. There are lessons, say you. This is
+Mr. John Hampden. Will you speak to him of lessons? Mr. Hampden's ship
+money will be a King's lesson, I tell you.
+
+_Hampden:_
+You should tell your masters all that you see and hear. Do not flatter
+them. Let it be the truth. Say that men talk everywhere, more and more
+openly. Tell them that you heard John Hampden say that the King's Star
+Chamber was an abomination, that the King soiled his majesty in treating
+Mr. Prynne and Mr. Bastwick so. Say that you and your like are reviled
+by all honest men.
+
+_Ireton:_
+And you can say that it is no fear of earls or kings that spared you the
+whipping you would deserve if you were better than shadows.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Well said, Mr. Ireton.
+
+(There is a demonstration of anger from the labourers, but CROMWELL
+checks it.)
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Now, Henry Ireton, these gentlemen may be bears, but I won't have you
+make this room into a bear-pit.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+No, friends, these men say but what they are sent to say.
+(To the agents.)
+I should not speak to you but in the hope that you will report it to
+those that should know. I am a plain burgess of this city. I farm a few
+lands and am known to none. But I have a faith that the people of this
+country are born to be, under God, a free people. That is the
+fundamental principle of this English life, If your masters, be they who
+they may, forget that, then, as you say, there will be lessons to be
+learnt. Here in Ely it is my part to see that my fellows do not lose
+their birthright. You shall not find us ignorant nor afraid. I would
+have no violence; let all be by persuasion and tolerance. But these just
+liberties must not be touched. Will you ask my Lord of Bedford to
+reconsider this?
+
+_Second Agent:_
+His Lordship will reconsider nothing. The proclamation is to-morrow.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I have no more to say.
+
+_First Agent:_
+Be you wary, Mr. Cromwell. These arrogances have their penalties. The
+King's anger is not light.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+You threaten idly. My word is one spoken throughout the land. You can
+say so.
+
+_Second Agent:_
+Mr. Cromwell, we do not--
+
+_Cromwell:_
+My mind is fixed. I think I have made my intention clear. That is all.
+You may go.
+
+(There is again a movement against them as they go, followed by the
+labourers.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Seth.
+
+_Seth:_
+Yes, sir.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Ask your father to stay, will you? We shall want a song after that.
+
+_Seth:_
+Yes, sir.
+(He calls from the window.)
+Father. Master wants you to sing.
+
+(AMOS TANNER comes back.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Thank you, Amos. Just a minute, will you? When will supper be, wife?
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+In half an hour.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+How would a turn at bowling be, John?
+
+_Hampden:_
+Done.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Henry, you, too?
+
+_Ireton:_
+Yes; and, Mr. Cromwell--
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes.
+
+_Ireton:_
+I don't know how things are going. But I feel that great events are
+making and that you and Mr. Hampden here may have power to use men. If
+it should be so, I would be used. That is all.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+John's the man. I'm likely enough to stay the rest of my days in Ely.
+
+_Ireton:_
+I don't think so, sir.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+No? Well. A glass of sherry, John--or gin?
+
+_Hampden:_
+Sherry, Oliver.
+
+(CROMWELL pours out the sherry.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Henry?
+
+_Ireton:_
+Thank you.
+
+_Cromwell_
+(giving glasses):
+Amos?
+
+_Amos:_
+I'd liefer have a pot of ale, master, if might be.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes, yes. Bridget, girl.
+
+(BRIDGET goes.)
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Oliver, boy, you were quite right--all that you said to those men, I
+mean. I don't approve, mind you, but you were quite right.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Thank you, mother. I knew you would think so.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+I wonder what will come of it. You never know, once you begin like this.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+You never know, wife.
+
+_Hampden:_
+There are lessons to be learnt.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+That's what they said.
+
+(BRIDGET returns with a foaming pot of ale, which she gives to AMOS.)
+
+_Cromwell_
+(drinking):
+To freedom, John. That's good sherry. I respect not such ill reasoners
+as would keep all wine out of the country lest men should be drunk. Now,
+Amos. Come along, John, my touch was good last night. I shall beat you.
+
+(He goes out on to the lawn beyond the window, with HAMPDEN and IRETON.
+They are seen passing to and fro, playing bowls.)
+
+_Amos_
+(singing:)
+  When I shall in the churchyard lie,
+    Poor scholar though I be,
+  The wheat, the barley, and the rye
+    Will better wear for me.
+
+  For truly have I ploughed and sown,
+    And kept my acres clean;
+  And written on my churchyard stone
+    This character be seen:
+
+  "His flocks, his barns, his gear he made
+    His daily diligence,
+  Nor counted all his earnings paid
+    In pockets full of pence."
+
+(As he finishes, the bowlers stand listening at the window.)
+
+THE SCENE CLOSES
+
+
+
+
+    SCENE II
+
+
+_The Commons of England in session at St. Hepburn's Chapel, Westminster,
+on November 22, 1641. CROMWELL, HAMPDEN, IRETON among those sitting. We
+see the east end of the Chapel, with the SPEAKER. It is past midnight,
+and the house is lighted with candles. A member is speaking._
+
+_The Member:_
+That the grievances set out in this Remonstrance now before you are just
+is clear. The matter has been debated by us these eight hours, and none
+has been able to deny the wrongs which are here set forth. It is not
+well with our state, and correction is needed. Mr. Ireton has very
+clearly shown us how this is. But we must be wary. The King is the King,
+a necessary part, as it must seem to us, of the government of this
+country.
+
+(There are murmurs for and against this; assent in the majority.)
+
+To pass this Remonstrance can be no other than to pass a vote of no
+confidence in that King. Consider this. Saying so much, how shall you
+deny to overthrow the crown if need be? And who among you is willing to
+bear that burden?
+
+(The murmurs grow to conflicting cries.)
+
+I beseech you let us not commit ourselves thus. Nor do not think I am
+weak in zeal. There are evil counsellors with the King, and they would
+destroy us. Our liberties must be looked to. But there should be
+moderation in this act. We should choose some other way. We must defend
+ourselves, but we must not challenge the King's authority so.
+
+(He sits down to a confusion of voices, and HAMPDEN rises.)
+
+_Hampden:_
+My friend, I think, is deceived. This Remonstrance is not against the
+King. It is from the people of this country against a policy. We desire
+no judgment--all we ask is redress. If we assert ourselves as in this
+instrument, we but put the King in the way of just government. I think
+the King hardly knows the measure of his wrongs against us, and I say it
+who have suffered.
+
+(A murmur of assent.)
+
+To speak clearly as is here done will, I think, be to mend his mind
+towards us. This Remonstrance has been drawn with all care. Not only is
+its intent free of blame towards the King's majesty and person, but it
+can, I hope, be read by no fair-minded man in the way that my friend
+fears. If I thought that, I should consider more closely my support of
+it. But I have considered with all patience, and it seems to me good.
+
+(He sits, and again there is a rattle of argument. CROMWELL rises.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Sir, this is a day when every man must speak the truth that is in him,
+or be silent in shame, and for ever. Mr. Hampden is my kinsman, as you
+know, one who has my best affection. His word has ever been a strength
+among us, and no man here but knows his valiance in the cause. His has
+been a long suffering, and his integrity but ripens. But I do not read
+this occasion as he does, nor, let me say, do I fear it as does our
+friend who spoke before. That gentleman pleads that this Remonstrance is
+a vote of want of confidence in the King, such as none of us would
+willingly pass. Mr. Hampden replies that it is no such vote. I say to
+you that it is such a vote, and that I would pass it with all my heart.
+Sir, this country, the spirit of man in this country, has suffered
+grievances too great to be borne. By whom are they laid upon us? I say
+it is by the King. Is a man's estate secure to himself? Does not the
+King pass upon it levies for his own designs? You know that it is so. Is
+there not ship money? Mr. Hampden can tell you. Is not that the King's
+affair? Is there not a Star Chamber? Ask Mr. Prynne and those others.
+These men disliked the King's church--a very dangerous church as it
+seems to me--and were bold to say so. And for that each was fined five
+thousand pounds, and had his ears cut off, and is now in prison for
+life. And does not the Star Chamber belong to the King? Who among you
+can deny it? And this land is bruised, I tell you, by such infamies.
+There is no sureness in a man for his purse or his body, or his
+conscience. The King,--not the head of the state, mark you, expressing
+the people's will in one authority,--but this man Charles Rex, may use
+all these as he will. I aim not to overthrow the monarchy. I know its
+use and fitness in the realm, as well as any. But this can endure no
+longer. The King is part of the state, but we have a King who has sought
+to put the state to his private use. The King should have his authority,
+but it is an authority subject to the laws of the people. This King
+denies it, and his judges flatter the heresy. You have but one question
+before you--there is in truth but one raised by this Remonstrance. Is
+England to be governed by the King or by elected representatives of the
+people? That is what we have now to decide, not for ourselves alone, but
+for our children in the generations to come. If the King will profit by
+a lesson, I with any man will be his loyal and loving subject. But at
+this moment a lesson must be given. Why else have you appointed my Lord
+of Essex from Parliament to take command of the armed forces of this
+country? Did you not fear that the King would use these also against
+you? You know you did. I say it again, this that is now to be put to you
+is a vote of want of confidence in the King. I would it were so more
+expressly.
+
+(He sits to an angry tumult. HAMPDEN rises, and after a time secures
+order.)
+
+_Hampden:_
+Sir, this question could not be argued to an end if we sat here for a
+week. Already we have considered it more closely and longer, I think,
+than any that has ever been before this House. It is morning. Each man
+has spoken freely from his mind. I move that the question now be put.
+
+_The Speaker:_
+The question is, whether this question now be put.
+
+(There are cries of "Yea," and "No.")
+
+_The Speaker:_
+I think the "Yeas" have it.
+
+(This is followed by silence in the House.)
+
+_The Speaker:_
+Then the question now before the House is whether this Declaration shall
+pass.
+
+(Again there are cries of "Yea" and "No" strongly emphatic on both
+sides.)
+
+_The Speaker:_
+I think the "Yeas" have it.
+
+(There are loud and repeated cries of "No.")
+
+_The Speaker:_
+The House will divide. Tellers for the Yeas, Sir John Clotworthy, Mr.
+Arthur Goodwyn. Tellers for the Noes, Sir Frederick Cornwallis and Mr.
+Strangwayes. The Yeas to go forth.
+
+(The House divides, the Yeas, including CROMWELL, HAMPDEN, and IRETON,
+leaving the House, the Noes remaining seated. The tellers for the Noes,
+with their staffs, count their numbers in the House, while the tellers
+for the Yeas at the door count theirs as they reenter. The pent-up
+excitement grows as the Yeas resume their seats and the telling draws to
+a close. The tellers move up to the Speaker and give in their figures.)
+
+_The Speaker:_
+The Noes, 148. The Yeas, 159. The Yeas have it by eleven.
+
+(The announcement is received with a loud turmoil of cheering, during
+which IRETON rises.)
+
+_Ireton:_
+Sir, I move that this measure, as passed by this House, be printed and
+distributed throughout the land.
+
+(The House breaks out into a wild disturbance. "Yea" shouting against
+"No," swords being drawn and members hustling each other. THE SPEAKER
+and HAMPDEN at length pacify them.)
+
+_Hampden:_
+I beg you remember what business you are on. These are grave times, for
+stout wills, but temperate blood. I beg you, gentlemen.
+
+_The Speaker:_
+The question is, whether this Declaration shall be printed and
+distributed.
+
+(Cries of "Yea" and "No.")
+
+_The Speaker:_
+I think the "Noes" have it.
+
+(Again there is tumult, during which the SPEAKER leaves his chair and
+the House; and the session breaks up, the members leaving in passionate
+discussion. CROMWELL, HAMPDEN, and IRETON stand talking.)
+
+_Cromwell_
+(to HAMPDEN):
+It is the beginning.
+
+_Hampden:_
+It may mean terror in this land.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+It may. But the country must be delivered. I had thought to live in
+peace among my Ely acres. I sought none of this. But we must serve. If
+this Remonstrance had been rejected, I would have sold all I have and
+have never seen England more. And I know there are many other honest men
+of this same resolution.
+
+_Ireton:_
+The issue is set. We may have to spend all that we have.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Our goods, our peace, our lives.
+
+_Hampden:_
+We must be diligent among the people.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+It is the Lord's will.
+
+_Ireton:_
+I can speak for many in Nottinghamshire.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+They will be needed.
+
+_Hampden:_
+I can spend one thousand pounds on arms.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Arms. Yes. If it must be. But God may spare us.
+
+(There is a sound of argument outside, and BRIDGET CROMWELL, persuading
+an officer of the House to let her enter, comes in with AMOS TANNER.
+They are both from a long journey.)
+
+_Bridget_
+(greeting her father and the others):
+I went to your lodging and learnt that you were still here.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+But what is it, daughter?
+
+_Bridget:_
+Amos here--we had to come.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Well?
+
+_Amos:_
+My boy--there, I can't tell.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Seth--you know he came to London last year.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes.
+
+_Bridget:_
+It seems he was in a tavern here one evening, and they were talking
+about ship money. Seth said it was a bad thing, and he spoke of our
+Cousin Hampden.
+
+_Amos:_
+He remembered Mr. Hampden when he was at Ely, sir. He always took a
+great opinion of Mr. Hampden, Seth did.
+
+_Bridget:_
+He said Cousin John was a great patriot because he wouldn't pay. The
+King's spies were there. Seth was taken. He got a message sent down to
+Amos. It was to be a Star Chamber matter.
+
+_Amos:_
+There wasn't a better lad in the shire, sir.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+What has been done?
+
+_Bridget:_
+We don't know. I brought Amos up at once to find you. I wanted to come
+alone, but he wouldn't let me.
+
+_Amos:_
+I couldn't stay, sir. They'll not have hurt him surely?
+
+_Bridget:_
+What will they do? Is it too late? Can't it be stopped?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Bassett.
+
+(The officer comes.)
+
+_Bassett:_
+Yes, sir.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Have you heard any Star Chamber news these last days?
+
+_Bassett:_
+Nothing out of the way, sir. A few croppings and brandings.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Any names?
+
+_Bassett:_
+Jollyboy was one. That's an anyhow name for a man, now, isn't it? Lupton
+there was, too. He was cropped, both ears--said a bishop was a man. That
+was blasphemous. And a fellow about ship money. That was savage. Tanner
+his name was.
+
+_Amos:_
+Yes--but not Seth--it wasn't Seth Tanner?
+
+_Bassett:_
+Tanner was all I heard.
+
+_Amos:_
+It wouldn't be Seth.
+
+_Bridget:_
+What did they do to him?
+
+_Bassett:_
+It's not proper hearing for your sort. But they let him go.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+What was it? The girl has heart enough.
+
+_Bassett:_
+Both thumbs, both ears, the tongue, and a T on the forehead.
+
+_Amos:_
+It wasn't Seth, sir. It couldn't be Seth--not like that. He was the
+beauty of the four parishes.
+
+_Bassett_
+(to CROMWELL):
+Was he something to do with you, sir?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+There is a boy, Seth Tanner, we have a care for.
+
+_Bassett:_
+Because I made bold to take him in. He was dazed, as it were--didn't
+seem to know where to go.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+It was a good man's doing. Where is he?
+
+_Bassett:_
+I live under the walls here, as you might say.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Could we see him?
+
+_Bassett:_
+Nay--it's no place to take you to. But I'll fetch him if you will. He
+doesn't sleep.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Do, then.
+
+(BASSETT goes.)
+
+_Amos:_
+It's not my Seth, is it, sir? Not his tongue--and a bloody T. They would
+know how he could sing, and he looked like Gabriel in the books.
+
+_Hampden:_
+Shall we go, Oliver?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+No. Let us all see it out.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Father, it's horrible. They don't do things like that, do they?
+
+_Amos:_
+Dumb--and a bloody T--and the thumbs. It's some other poor lad.
+
+(BASSETT returns; with him a figure, the hands and ears bound up in
+rough thick bandages, and on his forehead a burning red T. He looks at
+them, with reason hardly awake.)
+
+_Amos_
+(going to him):
+Seth--Seth, boy.
+
+(SETH moves his lips, but makes no sound. They look at him in horror.)
+
+_Bridget:_
+Father--father.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+There--no--no.
+(To BASSETT.)
+Take him, good fellow. Care for him as you can. Get a surgeon for him.
+Here's money. No, no, old man.
+
+(BASSETT goes with SETH.)
+
+_Amos:_
+A bloody T. And dumb. God blast the King!
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Take him to our lodging, daughter. Go with them, Ireton. I'll follow.
+
+(BRIDGET, AMOS, and IRETON go.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+John, you are my best-beloved friend.
+
+_Hampden:_
+I praise myself in that more than in most.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I call you to witness. That is a symbol. Before God, I will not rest
+until all that it stands for in this unhappy England is less than the
+dust. Amen.
+
+_Hampden:_
+Amen.
+
+(A linkman is heard calling in the street. CROMWELL and HAMPDEN go
+out.)
+
+THE SCENE CLOSES
+
+
+
+
+    SCENE III
+
+
+_CROMWELL'S house at Ely. A year later, 1642. It is afternoon in winter.
+MRS. CROMWELL is sitting by the fire, reading. She looks a little more
+her eighty-odd years than she did in the first scene. After a few
+moments BRIDGET comes in. She is opening a letter._
+
+_Bridget:_
+Father has written, grandmother. Shall I read it to you?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Yes, child.
+
+_Bridget_
+(sits by the fire, and reads):
+  My dear daughter, I am lately arrived in London, from Edgehill in
+  the county of Warwickshire, where for the first time our men met the
+  King's army in set dispute. It was late on the Sabbath afternoon, so
+  that, as we lay for the attack, the sound of church bells came to us
+  from three or four places. The King had the better ground, also they
+  exceeded us in numbers, both horse and foot, and in cannon. It is
+  hard to say which way the battle went, the advantage at one time
+  being here, at another there. Their horsemen behaved very well,
+  being commanded by Prince Rupert, a soldier of great courage in the
+  field. Your Cousin Hampden managed a regiment with much honour, and
+  twice or thrice delivered our cause. We were engaged until night
+  stayed us. Some four thousand were slain, their loss, I hear, being
+  the greater. Of the sixty in my own troop, eighteen fell. We had
+  commendation from the general, and indeed I think we did not fail in
+  resolution. But this matter will not be accomplished save we build,
+  as it were, again from the foundation. This is God's service, and
+  all must be given. To which end I am now coming home, to call out
+  all such men as have the love of England in their hearts, and fear
+  God. I shall labour with them. It seems to me that I shall be called
+  to great trust in this, and I will set such example as I can. Expect
+  me as soon as you receive this, for indeed I leave London as soon
+  almost as my letter. Your mother I saw here with her nephew. She
+  loves you as I do. Henry Ireton comes with me--he served very
+  stoutly at Edgehill, and hath a gunshot in the arm. None is like
+  to serve these times better than he. Give my loving duty to your
+  grandmother, which I shall at once deliver myself. God bless you.
+      Your affectionate Father.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+You are born into a great story, child. I am old.
+
+_Bridget:_
+It's wonderful. To stand like that.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Not wonder only, girl. There are griefs.
+
+_Bridget:_
+They are wonderful, too, I think.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Youth, you are dear. With an old woman, it's all reckoning. One sees the
+follies then of this man and that.
+
+_Bridget:_
+It had to come, grandmother. The King was taking all.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+It had to come. Men were no wiser than that. To make this of the land!
+One Cain, as your father says.
+
+_Bridget:_
+It's as though life were different, suddenly. Do you feel it,
+grandmother?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+I know. There are times when wrath comes, and beauty is forgotten. But
+it must be.
+
+_Bridget_
+(from the letter):
+"This is God's service, and all must be given."
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Yes. Even that.
+
+_Bridget:_
+But you do think father is right?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Yes, child. He could do no other. That's his tribute to necessity. We
+all pay it. He will pay it greatly. We may be sure of that.
+
+(Horses are heard outside.)
+
+Here they are.
+
+(BRIDGET goes out to meet CROMWELL and IRETON, with whom she returns in
+a moment. IRETON'S right arm is in a sling. MRS. CROMWELL has put her
+book aside, and is standing. She embraces OLIVER.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Well, mother. Almost before our own tidings, eh?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Bless you, son. How d'ye do, Henry Ireton?
+(Shaking hands with him.)
+Is it Colonel Ireton yet?
+
+_Ireton:_
+No, ma'am.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Soon, mother. He is marked.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Is the arm--
+
+_Ireton:_
+No, nothing.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+The mayor has not come yet?
+
+_Bridget:_
+No. You expect him?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes. We must work at once.
+
+(A bell rings.)
+
+_Bridget:_
+That may be the mayor. I will bring him.
+
+(She goes out.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Elizabeth sends her devotion to you, mother.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Thank her, truly. Well, boy, it has begun?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+We must dispute it to the end now.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+May England prosper by you.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+With God's help, amen.
+
+(BRIDGET returns with the MAYOR of Ely.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Welcome, Mr. Mayor.
+
+_The Mayor:_
+Your good-day, Captain Cromwell.
+(To MRS. CROMWELL.)
+Ma'am.
+(To IRETON.)
+Sir.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Will you sit?
+
+(They all sit, MRS. CROMWELL, BRIDGET, and IRETON by the fire. CROMWELL
+and the MAYOR at the table.)
+
+_The Mayor:_
+At Edgehill in Warwickshire, I hear?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes.
+
+_The Mayor:_
+The issue was left uncertain, it is said?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Of that battle, yes. But I think the issue was there decided, some few
+of us there learning what must now be done. Those few held firmly at
+Edgehill, keeping us as far from defeat as we were, though that was
+little enough. For our troops are most of them old decayed serving-men,
+and tapsters, and such kind of fellows; and their troops are gentlemen's
+sons, younger sons and persons of quality. Do you think that the spirits
+of such base, mean fellows will ever be able to encounter gentlemen,
+that have honour and courage and resolution in them? We must get men of
+a spirit that is likely to go on as far as gentlemen will go, or we
+shall be beaten still. We must raise such men as have the fear of God
+before them, such men as make some conscience of what they do. We must
+do this, Mr. Mayor. I never thought to use a sword, but now all must be
+given that it may be used well. I would have you send a summons to all
+the people of this town and countryside. Bid them meet two days hence in
+the market-place at noon. I will tell them of all these things. I will
+show them how the heart of England is threatened. We must give, we must
+be diligent in service, we must labour. An army is to be made--we must
+make it. We have no help but our own hands--by them alone we must save
+this country. Will you send out this summons?
+
+_The Mayor_
+(rising):
+It shall be done, this hour. My service to you.
+
+(He bows to all and goes.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Nothing is to be spared the cause must have all. We must be frugal,
+mother. Daughter, help as you can.
+
+_Bridget:_
+I will, indeed, father.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+You commit yourself, boy, beyond turning back in all this.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+It must be so. The choice has been made, and is past.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+The Lord prosper you. But I am an old woman. Age can but have
+misgivings.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+We must have none, mother. We have gone to this in prayer, we must
+establish it in belief. Every yeoman, all the workers in the land, all
+courtesy and brave reason look to us. What men hereafter shall make of
+their lives must be between them and God in their own hearts. But to-day
+it must be given to them, the right to live as they most truly may in
+the light of their own proper character. No king may be against us. He
+may lead us, but he may not be against us. Have no misgivings, mother.
+Faith everywhere, that is our shield.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell_
+(rising):
+I will be no hindrance, son.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+You are my zeal. I grew to it in you.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+I must see.
+
+(She goes out.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+How is Seth, Bridget?
+
+_Bridget:_
+He mends daily. Amos tends him like a mother.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I must see them. Send to Mistress Hall and Robert. Let us have music
+this evening. Anthony, too. Let him bring his flute. There's good music
+here, Henry.
+
+(He goes.)
+
+_Bridget:_
+Robert Hall sings beautifully.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Will you sing, too?
+
+_Bridget:_
+I expect so.
+
+_Ireton:_
+I once tried to learn the flute. It was no good. I couldn't do it unless
+I watched my fingers.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Was it very terrible at Edgehill?
+
+_Ireton:_
+Yes.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Were we really beaten?
+
+_Ireton:_
+No. A few saved us from that.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Were you one?
+
+_Ireton:_
+Your father was chief among them.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Was he?
+
+_Ireton:_
+He will lead armies. Every man will follow him. He never faltered, and
+there was no misjudgment, ever.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Did you keep the horses you had when you left London?
+
+_Ireton:_
+Yes, both of us.
+
+_Bridget:_
+I was glad to see you then.
+
+_Ireton:_
+You know what is coming?
+
+_Bridget:_
+Yes. I see it.
+
+_Ireton:_
+We shall live with danger now. It may take years. Many of us will not
+see the end. We are no longer our own.
+
+_Bridget:_
+These are the best crusades.
+
+_Ireton:_
+To be called, thus. To be led by such a one. I know your father will
+direct it--he must be the man. He is only a captain to-night, but in a
+month or two you will see. And we shall be a mighty following. I see
+them forming, terrible hosts. We must give all, truly. I shall give all,
+I think. It is little enough. Bridget.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Yes.
+
+_Ireton:_
+You promised. I might speak again, you said.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Yes.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Will you wed a man so dedicated?
+
+_Bridget:_
+The more for that. Yes, Henry.
+
+_Ireton_
+(as they embrace):
+May we tell your father now?
+
+_Bridget:_
+Yes--if I can but help you to serve.
+
+_Ireton:_
+You shape my service. In you shall all the figures of my service dwell.
+Will he take this kindly?
+
+_Bridget:_
+Surely. He loves you, he has said it often.
+
+(CROMWELL returns.)
+
+_Bridget:_
+Father, Henry Ireton has to speak to you.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Eh?
+
+_Ireton:_
+Yes, Mr. Cromwell.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Quite so. Mr. Cromwell. That's very interesting now, isn't it?
+
+_Ireton:_
+By your leave I would marry Bridget.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I dare say. You would be a very foolish young man else. And, what of
+Bridget's leave?
+
+_Bridget:_
+He has that.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I should think so, too. Well?
+
+_Ireton:_
+You consent?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I could do nothing more gladly. You have chosen well, both of you. I
+rejoice for you. But you must wait until this business we have in hand
+is gathered up a little.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Yes, father. It is better so.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Let your mother know of the betrothal. I will write as well.
+
+_Bridget:_
+To-night.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Seth asked to see you, Henry.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Shall we go?
+
+_Bridget:_
+Yes.
+
+(BRIDGET and IRETON go.)
+
+(CROMWELL lights a candle, gets paper and pen, and sits at the table
+writing. After a few moments MRS. CROMWELL comes in. She carries a large
+bunch of keys. CROMWELL looks up, and continues writing. She unlocks a
+large wooden chest, and takes some parchment deeds from it. Then she
+comes to CROMWELL at the table.)
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Oliver.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes, mother.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+These are my five Ely houses, and the Huntingdon farmlands. Use them.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+But it's all you have.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+My needs are few, and I have not many days.
+
+_Cromwell_
+(rising):
+I will use them, mother, worthily, with God's help.
+(He kisses her.)
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Bless you, my son. Bless you always. And may the mercy of God be upon
+England.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Upon England--Amen.
+
+(He places the deeds on the table before him, and resumes his writing.
+MRS. CROMWELL closes the chest, and sits at a spinet, playing.)
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Mr. Lawes makes beautiful music, Oliver.
+
+_Oliver:_
+Yes, mother.
+
+(She plays again for a few moments. Then BRIDGET and IRETON return.)
+
+_Bridget:_
+Amos and Seth want to speak to you, father. The men are coming.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes.
+(She beckons them in.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Bridget has news for you, mother.
+
+(BRIDGET and IRETON go to MRS. CROMWELL.)
+
+_Amos:_
+I meant to speak when you were down there, sir. But I'm a bit slow.
+There's two things, so to say.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes, Amos.
+
+_Amos:_
+There's to be great wars and spending, I know.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes, Amos.
+
+_Amos:_
+I should like to give the little I've saved. You'll spend it well, sir,
+I know. It's a matter of two pound. It's not a deal, but it might help
+by way of an example, as it might be.
+(He offers a small bag of money.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+In such measure it shall be taken from all who will give. That is true
+in spirit, Amos. It shall be used.
+
+(He places it with the deeds.)
+
+_Amos:_
+And then if I might speak for Seth.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes, what is it?
+
+_Amos:_
+He's dumb, sir, it's true, but you'll find no better heart nor wits. And
+he has a fair lot of book-learning now as well, and has come to handle a
+pen for all his poor hands were treated so. He would be your servant,
+sir, in the wars.
+
+_Oliver:_
+It's a good offer. Very well, Seth, we'll serve together.
+
+(SETH acknowledges this, gravely pleased. There are voices outside.)
+
+_Bridget:_
+They are coming, father. Are you ready?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes.
+
+(BRIDGET opens the door on to the stone hall, and the labourers stand at
+the door and beyond.)
+
+_Cromwell_
+(rising):
+My friends, I know not to what labour you will next be called, but we
+are upon dark and proving days, coming to memorable issues. The tyranny
+that has worked among us so grievously and long now strikes at our all.
+We must betake ourselves to defence, or this will be but a rotten realm,
+fair for no man to live in henceforth. Do not be mistaken. In the way of
+life out of which has come this menacing destruction upon us is much of
+beauty, much of nobility, and the light of man's mind. These things it
+will be for us in season to cherish and preserve. But where these have
+been is no warrant for authority abused. And authority this day is an
+abuse against us to the very pitch of wickedness. We are called to stand
+for the charter of all men's faith, for the charter which is liberty,
+which is God. Against us are arrayed the ranks of privilege. They are
+mighty, well used in arms, fearless, and not easily to be turned aside.
+But we go to battle in the name of God. Let every man consider it. Each
+one of you is here and now called to service in that name, that
+hereafter in England a man may call his hearth his own. And now may the
+love of God inform you. In humble courage let us go forward, nourishing
+our strength, sure always in our cause. May God bless us, and teach us
+the true valiance, and may He spend us according to His will. Amen. The
+Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.
+
+(Together they sing, AMOS leading them.)
+
+  The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
+  He maketh me to lie down in green pastures; he leadeth me beside the
+    still waters.
+  He restoreth my soul; he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for
+    his name's sake.
+  Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will
+    fear no evil; for thou art with me ...
+
+THE SCENE CLOSES
+
+
+
+
+    SCENE IV
+
+
+_After dawn on July 14, 1645, the day of Naseby._
+
+_GENERAL FAIRFAX, with IRETON--now colonel--and two other officers, is
+holding a council of war in his tent. He is working with a map. During
+the proceedings sentries pass to and fro._
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Between Mill Hill, and Sulby Hall, there. Broad Moor--yes. You measure
+their numbers at ten thousand, Staines?
+
+_Staines:_
+Not more than ten, nor less than eight.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Four thousand or so of them horse?
+
+_Staines:_
+It is thought so.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Yes, yes. We are eleven thousand, eh, Pemberton?
+
+_Pemberton:_
+Eleven thousand and perhaps three hundred.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Naseby will be three quarters--no, half a mile behind us.
+
+_Ireton:_
+The right of the field is boggy, and pitted by rabbits. The action is
+like to move to the left.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Yes. There's a high hedge above there below Sulby. It would be useful to
+us then.
+
+_Staines:_
+It has been marked, and dug almost to the waterside.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Good. Skippon and myself with the infantry there and there. Then the
+cavalry--you have one wing, Ireton, or you must command all, since
+General Cromwell is not come.
+
+_Pemberton:_
+Is there any word of him?
+
+_Fairfax:_
+None.
+
+_Staines:_
+They do not consider us at Westminster.
+
+_Ireton:_
+It is disastrous of them to hesitate so. They do not understand.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+No. I have told them that to-day is to be made the fiercest trial of
+all, but they do not listen.
+
+_Pemberton:_
+Where is General Cromwell?
+
+_Fairfax:_
+None knows. These months he has been up and down the land, exhorting,
+stirring up opinion, watching the discipline of our new armies, lending
+his personal authority in bringing men's minds to the cause. But to-day
+we need him here. He should have been sent. We need him.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Urgently. Charles and Rupert are staking all on this.
+
+_Staines:_
+They were never in better tune. It is as though every man were picked.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+I said this to Westminster.
+
+_Ireton:_
+We carry too many callow soldiers against them. Example will be
+everything. General Cromwell and his chosen troops have that, and
+experience; none like them.
+
+_Pemberton:_
+Does the General himself know of our necessity, do you think, sir?
+
+_Fairfax:_
+There is no tracing him. He almost certainly does not know, or he would
+have insisted. There are rumours of him from the eastern counties, of
+some activities with his men, but no more.
+
+_Ireton:_
+And the hope of England here in grave peril. Westminster is disgraceful.
+
+_Staines:_
+Your appeal was plain, sir--weighty enough?
+
+_Fairfax_
+(taking a paper from the table):
+You may hear for yourself.
+(Reading the end of a letter copy.)
+"The general esteem and affection which he hath with the officers and
+soldiers of this whole army, his own personal worth and ability for
+employment, his great care, diligence, courage, and faithfulness in the
+services you have already employed him in, with the constant presence
+and blessing of God that have accompanied him, make us look upon it as
+the duty we owe to you and the public, to make it our suit."
+
+_Pemberton:_
+It is shameful of them.
+
+_Ireton:_
+It is. But that hope is gone. Do I take the left, sir?
+
+_Fairfax:_
+You must choose. The horse entirely are your command now.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Whalley on the right, and you, Pemberton.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+What's the hour?
+
+_Staines:_
+Six o'clock, sir.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+They have had three hours. Let the army sleep till ten if it may be.
+
+_Staines:_
+Yes, sir.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Are you satisfied about those footmen on the left, sir?
+
+_Fairfax:_
+No, not satisfied. But we cannot better it.
+
+_Pemberton:_
+Rupert is almost certain to see the weakness there.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Yes, but there it is. Skippon must cover it as he can. We have spoken of
+it very exactly.
+
+_Ireton:_
+If either wing of our horse breaks, it means certain disaster there,
+even though Skippon could hold in the centre.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+That's Cromwell again. And all to satisfy the pride of a few useless
+members that his self-denying ordinance keeps out of command.
+
+_Staines:_
+Do you think it's that, sir?
+
+_Fairfax:_
+What else? They are more jealous that he should come to no more honour
+than that we should succeed. And after all that has been given.
+
+_Ireton:_
+The blood.
+
+_Pemberton:_
+It is abominable.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+But there--we must not distress ourselves. We have our own loyalty. Keep
+in touch with Skippon, Staines. If you can push their right foot up
+towards Sibbertoft there, spare nothing in the doing. Have you all
+slept, gentlemen?
+
+_Ireton and the others:_
+Yes, sir.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Since we lack General Cromwell, more depends on you, Ireton, than on any
+man, perhaps. You will not be wanting, I know.
+
+_Ireton:_
+In endeavour at least--and we can die.
+
+(A scout comes in.)
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Yes?
+
+_The Scout:_
+Something moves across from the east, sir. It is very faint. It may be
+haze, or it may be dust.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Watch. Come again at once.
+
+(The scout goes. FAIRFAX and the others go to the tent opening, and look
+out.)
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Yes--there. It is moving, isn't it?
+
+_Ireton:_
+I think not.
+
+_Staines:_
+Surely.
+
+_Pemberton:_
+Could it be?
+
+_Fairfax:_
+No. We should have heard.
+
+_Ireton:_
+And yet it seems to be moving.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Gentlemen, we must keep counsel with ourselves. This is to waste. Nerves
+must be unclouded to-day.
+
+(He returns to his seat, the others with him.)
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Finally, if we on the right have to fall back on Mill Hill, bring your
+horse down on to the Kilmarsh Road, Pemberton, if it be any way
+possible.
+
+_Pemberton:_
+Yes--there's a ford there, at the fork if we are upstream.
+
+_Ireton:_
+I'll speak to Whalley, too.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+If at last there should be a general retreat, it is to the west of
+Naseby, remember.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Yes. To the west. That there should be that even in the mind!
+
+_Fairfax:_
+In that case, the baggage is my concern.
+
+(Outside is heard a low murmur of excitement.)
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Staines, will you tell Conway that five hundred of his best men must
+dispute the Naseby road to the east. And let Mitchell command under him.
+
+_Staines:_
+Yes, sir.
+
+(The noise outside grows.)
+
+_Pemberton:_
+What is it?
+
+_Fairfax:_
+See.
+
+(PEMBERTON goes to the tent opening and looks out.)
+
+_Pemberton:_
+Our men are watching something. It is something moving. Horsemen--it
+must be.
+
+(The excitement grows and grows. IRETON joins PEMBERTON.)
+
+_Ireton:_
+There is something.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Gentlemen, let us promise ourselves nothing.
+
+(IRETON and PEMBERTON move into the tent at FAIRFAX'S word. As they do
+so the voices outside break out into a great
+shout--"_Ironsides--Ironsides--Ironsides is coming to lead us!_" The
+scout comes in, glowing.)
+
+_Fairfax_
+(rising):
+Yes?
+
+_The Scout:_
+General Cromwell is riding into the field with his Ironsides, sir, some
+six hundred strong.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Thank God!
+
+(CROMWELL comes into the tent, fully armed, hot and dusty from the road.
+The shouting dies away, but outside there is a sound as of new life
+until the end of the scene. SETH, OLIVER'S servant, stands at the tent
+opening.)
+
+_Fairfax:_
+You are welcome; none can say how much.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+A near thing, sir. I only heard from Westminster yesterday at noon.
+
+_Fairfax:_
+They told us nothing.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+There are many poor creatures at Westminster, sir. Many of them, I doubt
+not, would have willingly had me kept uninformed of this. But we are in
+time, and that's all. Henry. Good-morning, gentlemen. How goes it?
+
+_Fairfax_
+(taking his seat, CROMWELL and the others also at the table):
+The battle is set. Our foot there, Skippon and myself. Colonel Ireton
+and Whalley are with the horse. They are at your service.
+
+_Cromwell_
+(at the map):
+Rupert will be there. Langdale, if I mistake not, will be there. That
+road--is it good?
+
+_Pemberton:_
+Poor below Mill Hill, sir.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Then that is the point; it may be decisive there. You take the left,
+Henry.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Yes, sir.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Let Whalley be on my left here--give him fifteen hundred. I have six
+hundred. I'll take the right with them myself, Are you on the left, sir?
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Yes, and the second line.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Good--can I have two of the best regiments down here behind me?
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Yes. Staines, let Spilsby see to that.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Spilsby is good.
+
+_Staines:_
+If I might say it, would you choose him for that, sir? It is a great
+responsibility, and he has been indiscreet. I thought not to use him
+to-day.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Indiscreet?
+
+_Staines:_
+In his utterances, sir. His belief is in some question.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Surely you are not well advised to turn off one so faithful to the
+cause, and so able to serve you as this man is. He is indiscreet, you
+say. It may be so in some things; we all have human infirmities. Sir,
+the state, in choosing men to serve it, takes no notice of their
+opinions. If men be willing faithfully to serve it, that satisfies. Let
+it be Spilsby.
+
+_Staines:_
+Yes, sir.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Is the army well rested, sir?
+
+_Fairfax:_
+They are resting now. Till ten o'clock. We moved up at three.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Three hours for my men. It is enough. The order to advance at eleven?
+
+_Fairfax:_
+At eleven.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Is the word for the day chosen?
+
+_Fairfax:_
+Not yet.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Let it be, "God our strength." Gentlemen.
+
+(They all rise, and, bareheaded, together they repeat, "God our
+strength.")
+
+THE SCENE CLOSES
+
+
+
+
+    SCENE V
+
+
+_The same tent. Night--with torches and candles. An aide stands at the
+tent opening. The sentries pass to and fro. It is after the action.
+IRETON, severely wounded, is on a couch, surgeons attending him.
+CROMWELL, himself battered and with a slight head wound, stands by the
+couch._
+
+_Cromwell:_
+It is not mortal. You are sure of that?
+
+_The Surgeon:_
+He is hurt, grievously, but he will live now.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+The danger is gone?
+
+_The Surgeon:_
+Yes. But it will be slow.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Whalley--there--in God's name, man. Tell Spilsby to beat down under
+General Cromwell. There's not a minute to lose. Whalley--that's
+good--come--no man--left--left--now, once more. God is our strength.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+There, my son. Brave, brave. It is well.
+
+_Ireton_
+(himself):
+How is it--out there?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+They are scattered.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Scattered. Write to Bridget.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes--it is done.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Read.
+
+_Cromwell_
+(reading a letter from the table):
+  My dearest daughter,--
+  This in all haste. We have fought to-day at Naseby. The field at
+  all points is ours. They are destroyed beyond mending. Henry is hurt,
+  but he is well attended, and the surgeons have no fear. He shall be
+  brought to you by the first means. He has great honour to-day for
+  himself and for us all.
+
+_Ireton:_
+He loves you.
+
+(CROMWELL adds a word to the letter. Then he leaves IRETON to the
+surgeons and speaks to SETH, who is at the table.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Seth, will you write, please.
+(He dictates very quietly, not to disturb IRETON.)
+
+  To the Speaker of the Commons of England, at Westminster.
+
+  Sir,--This, of which the General advises you, is none other but the
+  hand of God, and to Him alone belongs the glory, wherein none are to
+  share with him. The General served you with all faithfulness and
+  honour; and the best commendation I can give him is, that I dare say
+  he attributes all to God, and would rather perish than assume to
+  himself. Which is an honest and a thriving way; and yet as much for
+  bravery may be given to him, in this action, as to a man. Honest men
+  served you faithfully in this action. Sir, they are trusty; I beseech
+  you, in the name of God, not to discourage them. I wish this action
+  may beget thankfulness and humility in all that are concerned in it.
+  He that ventures his life for the liberty of his country, I wish he
+  trust God for the liberty of his conscience, and you for the liberty
+  he fights for. In this he rests, who is your most humble servant....
+
+  From the camp at Naseby field, in Northamptonshire.
+
+(He signs the letter. Outside in the night the Puritan troops are heard
+singing the One Hundred and Seventeenth Psalm:
+
+  "O praise the Lord, all ye nations: praise him, all ye people.
+
+  For his merciful kindness is great toward us: and the truth of the
+  Lord endureth for ever.
+
+  Praise ye the Lord."
+
+They listen. IRETON sleeps.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+They sing well.
+(He looks at a map; then, to the aide:)
+Go to General Peyton. Tell him to keep three troops of horse four miles
+down the Leicester road there. He is not to move them till daybreak. And
+ask Colonel Reade to let me have his figures as soon as he can.
+
+_The Aide:_
+Yes, sir.
+
+(He goes.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Finish that other letter, will you?
+
+(SETH writes again.)
+
+I can say this of Naseby. When I saw the enemy draw up and march in
+gallant order towards us, and we, a company of poor ignorant men to seek
+how to order our battle,--the General having commanded me to order all
+the horse,--I could not, riding along about my business, but smile out
+to God in my praises, in assurance of victory,
+
+(the Psalm is heard again)
+
+because God would, by things that are not, bring to naught the things
+that are. Of which I had great assurance, and God did it.
+
+(The singing still heard)
+
+THE SCENE CLOSES
+
+
+
+
+    SCENE VI
+
+
+_An evening in November, 1647. A room in Hampton Court, where CHARLES
+THE FIRST, now a prisoner with the army, is lodged._
+
+_At a table, writing, is NEAL, the King's secretary. He finishes his
+document, and, going to a bureau, locks it away. He returns to the
+table, and, taking up an unopened envelope, examines it carefully. As he
+is doing so CHARLES enters from an inner room._
+
+_Charles:_
+From Hamilton?
+
+_Neal:_
+Yes, sire.
+
+_Charles:_
+Has it been opened?
+
+_Neal:_
+I think not.
+
+(CHARLES takes the letter, opens and reads it.)
+
+_Charles:_
+Good. The commissioners from Scotland are in London. They are prepared
+to hear from us.
+
+_Neal:_
+Andrews goes to London to-night. He is to be trusted.
+
+_Charles:_
+Everything begins to move for us again. To-morrow they will miss us
+here, eh, Neal? In a week we should be at Carisbrooke.
+
+_Neal:_
+Do not be too confident, sire. Things have miscarried before.
+
+_Charles:_
+But not this time, Neal, believe me. Their House and their army are at
+odds. I've seen to that. It has gained time, and perplexed their
+resolution. And now Scotland will strike again, and this time mortally.
+Yes, the end will be with us, mark me.
+
+_Ned:_
+May Your Majesty reckon truly.
+
+_Charles:_
+Is Cromwell coming to-night?
+
+_Ned:_
+He said not.
+
+_Charles:_
+Strangely, the fellow grows on me. But he's a fool, Neal. Brave, but a
+fool. He sees nothing. Indeed, he's too dull. Ireton too--they are heavy
+stuff. Clods. Poor country. She needs us again truly. To check such
+mummers as these--all means are virtuous for that, Neal, eh?
+
+_Neal:_
+Your Majesty knows.
+
+_Charles:_
+Yes, we need no counsel. You are sure that Cromwell was not coming
+to-night.
+
+_Neal:_
+That was as he said, sire.
+
+_Charles:_
+Then let us consider. These Scots. What was it? Did you set it down?
+
+_Neal:_
+Yes, sire.
+
+(He gets the paper that he put in the bureau, and gives it to CHARLES.)
+
+_Charles_
+(reading it):
+Yes. Write.
+
+(NEAL does so on a large folio sheet.)
+
+  Clause I. For the reason that the Scots should invade England. Let the
+  intrigues of Parliament with the army and its leaders--notably Oliver
+  Cromwell--to the peril of the Church and the King, stand to the world
+  in justification. Clause 2. The royal forces in England shall move
+  when and as the Duke of Hamilton directs. Clause 3. The King shall
+  guarantee Presbyterian control in England for three years from this
+  date. But the King shall for himself be at liberty to use his own form
+  of divine service. Clause 4. All opinion and practice of those who
+  call themselves Independents are to be suppressed. To see that this
+  is diligently done may be left to the King's pleasure.... Yes--once
+  we are at Carisbrooke.... Copy that, Neal. I will sign it. Let it go
+  by Andrews to-night.
+
+_Neal:_
+Yes, sire.
+
+_Charles:_
+Do it now.
+
+(NEAL proceeds to do so. CHARLES moves across to a book-case between the
+table and the main door. As he stands there, there is a knock at the
+door.)
+
+_Charles:_
+Yes?
+
+(The door is opened by CROMWELL, with whom is IRETON.)
+
+_Charles:_
+Mr. Cromwell. We did not expect you.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+No, sir. It is unexpected.
+
+(As the two men come into the room, CHARLES covers NEAL from them as he
+can. The secretary has no time but to conceal his note by placing it
+under a case of folio papers on the table. As the others approach the
+table, he bows and retires. CHARLES sits, and motions the others to do
+the same. CROMWELL takes NEAL'S place.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+We came, sir, to reassure ourselves.
+
+_Charles:_
+As to what?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Your Majesty knows that, in treating with you as we have done these
+months past, we have been subject to suspicions.
+
+_Charles:_
+I imagined that it might be so. But your character and your reputation,
+Mr. Cromwell, can ignore these.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+It is suggested that we become courtiers, and susceptible as courtiers
+are. But that is nothing. Continually we are told that Your Majesty will
+outwit us.
+
+_Charles:_
+But that is too fantastic. Between men so open one with another. Our
+scruples--persuasion--yes, these may take time. We may not always easily
+understand each other there. But that there should be any question of
+duplicity between us--it is monstrous. We may disagree, stubbornly, Mr.
+Cromwell, but we know each the other's thought.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I believe it. You know nothing of these Scotch agents in London?
+
+_Charles:_
+Scotch?
+
+_Ireton:_
+They arrived yesterday.
+
+_Charles:_
+Who are they?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+You do not know, sir?
+
+_Charles:_
+I? Indeed, no.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I did not suppose it. But already I am beset by warnings. I dismiss
+them, giving my word in this for your integrity, as it were.
+
+_Charles:_
+Minds are strained in these days, It is shameless of them to say this.
+
+_Ireton:_
+It means so much, you see, sir. Intrigues with Scotland--there are none,
+we are assured, but if there were it would almost inevitably bring civil
+war again. The mere shadow of that in men's minds is enough, indeed, to
+overthrow them. No man can consider the possibility of that without
+desolation.
+
+_Charles:_
+No. That is unquestionable.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+And so I was minded to come, and be sure by word of mouth, so to speak.
+Your Majesty knows how suspicions creep in absence, even of those whom
+we trust. And I have shown, sir, that I trust you.
+
+_Charles:_
+We are not insensitive.
+
+_Ireton:_
+It is of that trust, truly worn, sir, that we may all yet look for a
+happy settlement.
+
+_Charles:_
+It is my hope, devoutly.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Parliament bends a little to my persuasion. If I could but induce Your
+Majesty to treat no longer directly with them, but to leave all to me.
+
+_Charles:_
+It is our Parliament still. We cannot slight them.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+But, sir, you confuse things daily. If the army were no longer intact,
+it would be another matter. But now it is the army that must be
+satisfied--in the end there is the real authority. Remember, sir, that
+these men are not merely soldiers. They are the heart and the conscience
+of the nation in arms. By their arms thay have prevailed, how bloodily
+Your Majesty knows. They stand now to see that the settlement is not
+against that conscience that armed them.
+
+_Charles:_
+But we must consider ourselves. It would be folly to anger the House.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+The House can do nothing without us. And I have considered you, sir. I
+have persuaded the army that the monarchy is the aptest form of
+government for this country. It was difficult, but my belief has
+prevailed. I have even won respect for Your Majesty's person. Do but
+give us our guarantees, and you will mount a securer throne, I think,
+than any king has yet held in England.
+
+_Charles:_
+But Parliament--
+
+_Ireton:_
+No, sir. Parliament's demands are not our demands. To give them what
+they ask will be to lose all opinion in the army. That would be fatal.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Parliament and the army are at one in asking for constitutional
+safeguards. All are agreed on that. But after that we are in dispute,
+irreconcileably. They want a Presbyterian despotism. This land, sir, has
+had enough of despotism, and we will not exchange one despotism for
+another. We, the army, demand liberty of opinion. We respect law, we
+stand, above all, for order and right behaviour, for an observance of
+the rights of others. But we demand that a man's thought shall be his
+own, that his faith shall be directed by none. We stand for Bible
+freedom. And we, sir, are strong enough to make Parliament accept that,
+but Parliament can never make us accept the tyranny of the Presbyters.
+We are the new Independents, sir, the Independents of the spirit. We are
+determined that henceforth in England no man shall suffer for his faith.
+
+_Charles:_
+I respect these ambitions.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Do but let us go to the army with that respect, and not a trooper but
+will renew your power for you.
+
+_Charles:_
+A power a little cropped, eh, Mr. Ireton?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+No, sir, enlarged. You have ruled by interest and fear. You can go back
+to rule by the affection of a free people. You have the qualities,
+sir--why waste them?
+
+_Charles:_
+You persuade well. Honestly, I am sure.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I could take all. I do not want it. I want to restore your fortune, to
+give you back a regenerate kingship. Will you take it, sir? It is of
+love I offer it, love of England, of your great office. And you should
+adorn that inheritance. Men should be proud to call you King, sir.
+
+_Ireton:_
+We have that pride--and we have suffered.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I can disabuse rumour about Scotland, I can persuade Parliament about
+the Presbytery, I can convince the army of your good faith as to
+tolerance, if you will but give me the word. Let us together make
+Charles Rex the noblest name of Christendom.
+
+_Charles:_
+How shall I stand with the Episcopacy?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+All tyrannies must go together. We mislike no bishops save that they
+stand by a tyrannous church. That we will destroy. It is there as I have
+said. We attack not faiths or opinions, but despotism. Let a man think
+as he will, but he shall command no other man to think it.
+
+_Ireton:_
+We will not persecute even our persecutors. But they shall stay their
+hands, now and for ever.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+This is just; merciful even. Will you work with us together, sir, to the
+salvation of our country?
+
+_Charles:_
+You are very patient.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+To great ends. Why do you deliberate, sir? What invention is needed? All
+is so plain. And many wish you disaster. If you refuse this, it may be
+hard to deny them.
+
+_Charles:_
+We do not fear disaster.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+But I offer you an ascendancy undreamt of. It should be plain.
+
+_Charles:_
+You offer much, and it should prosper. Or I think so. But I must
+consider. One has old habits, not easily to be put by. One grows to
+kingship thus, or thus--the manner does not readily change. But I will
+consider it.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Time presses.
+
+_Charles:_
+Yes, but a day or two. Say three days.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Three days, then, sir. I brought Your Majesty this.
+(He takes a miniature from his pouch.)
+It is newly drawn by Mr. Cooper. It is of a young man, Andrew Marvell,
+of whose verses Your Majesty would think well. He should do much. Cooper
+has drawn it well--it's very decisive in line, sir?
+
+_Charles:_
+Yes. A little heavy there in the nostril, perhaps, but good. Yes, very.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I am told that Van Dyck admires him.
+
+_Charles:_
+I have heard him say so.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+It's generous of him--the methods are so different.
+
+_Charles:_
+Van Dyck draws marvellously in sanguine.
+(He takes a drawing from the drawer in front of him and places it before
+Cromwell, on the case of papers.)
+That approaches any of the masters, I think.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Good--yes. And yet Hans Holbein was incomparable--not so assertive--no,
+copious, and yet as complete, simpler. But--yes, there is great dignity
+here.
+
+(He holds up the drawing in front of him, holding it against the folio
+case for firmness. CHARLES makes a movement, but instantly restrains
+himself. CROMWELL is about to replace the drawing and case on the table,
+when his glance falls on NEAL'S paper, which is lying in front of him.
+He sees nothing, but a second glance arrests all his movement. After a
+moment he turns to look fixedly at the King. There is a silence; then:)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+What in the name of God is this?
+(Striking the paper with his hand.)
+
+_Charles:_
+It is private to ourselves.
+
+_Cromwell_
+(rising):
+To ourselves? For our private pleasure we will destroy this country, and
+blast the people in it! Read it, Ireton.
+
+(IRETON takes the paper and rises.)
+
+_Charles_
+(rising):
+These are notes for our own contemplation.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Here are ten lines of the bitterest damnation that ever came from the
+mind of treason.
+(Taking the paper again.)
+The Scots to invade England. The King's arms to be raised again.
+Presbytery to... Freedom to be destroyed--and diligently, at the King's
+pleasure. Word blaspheming word as we have spoken. Disastrous man!
+
+_Ireton:_
+How far has this gone?
+
+_Charles:_
+We are not before our judges.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+It will come. This iniquity means we know not what new bitterness of
+destruction. But know this, Charles Stuart, that, when we draw the sword
+again, it is the sword of judgment. Out there many call you the man of
+blood. I have laboured for you, have met them all in persuasion. I had
+prevailed. It is finished. Blood is upon us again, blood spilled for a
+perfidious king. The sword that we had put by for ever! My God, how I
+have feared it! Well, so be it. We go to the field again--but then,
+prepare you for the reckoning. It shall be to the uttermost.
+
+_Charles:_
+This argument is ended.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+All arguments are ended.
+
+(He goes with IRETON, taking the paper.)
+
+THE SCENE CLOSES
+
+
+
+
+    SCENE VII
+
+
+_CROMWELL'S house in London. The morning of January 30, 1649, the day of
+the King's execution._
+
+_Outside the window can be seen the grey winter gloom, brightened by
+fallen snow. The room, in which a fire is burning, is empty, and for a
+time there is silence. Then from a near street comes the soft sound of
+muffled drums._
+
+_BRIDGET runs in, and goes to the window, opening it. Then she goes back
+to the door, and calls._
+
+_Bridget:_
+Mother.
+
+(She goes back to the window.)
+
+_Elizabeth_
+(coming in):
+Yes.
+
+_Bridget:_
+It is the King. He is passing down to Whitehall.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Don't look, child.
+
+_Bridget:_
+I can see nothing but the pike-heads. The people seem very still. You
+can hear nothing but the drums.
+
+(A little later MRS. CROMWELL comes in. She goes to a chair by the
+fire.)
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Oliver has just sent from Whitehall for his great coat. I've sent Beth
+with it.
+
+_Bridget:_
+The King has just passed, grandmother.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+He has gone into Whitehall.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Men will pity him. He had no pity.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Do you think father is right, grandmother? Saying that it had to be?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Yes, I do think so.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+He betrayed his own people. It was that.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+There could be no safety or hope while he lived.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Yes. He betrayed his own people. That's it.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Kings must love, too.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+When your father wanted to give him back his throne, a little simple
+honesty in the King would have saved all. But he could not come to that.
+
+_Bridget:_
+The drums have stopped.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Is Henry with your father?
+
+_Bridget:_
+Yes.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+What is the time?
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Nearly one o'clock.
+
+_Bridget:_
+It must be past one.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Oliver will be the foremost man in England.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Henry says he could be king.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+That he would never be. I know.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+He will have to guide all.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Don't you wish it could have been done without this, grandmother?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+When the world labours in anger, child, you cannot name the hour.
+
+_Bridget:_
+But Henry thinks it is right, too.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+If this be wrong, all was wrong.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Yes. Thank you, grandmother. That is what I wanted. It was necessary.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Henry meant to come back before the end, didn't he?
+
+_Bridget:_
+He said so.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+It's very cold.
+
+_Bridget:_
+I think it will snow again.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+What are the drums beating again for?
+
+_Bridget:_
+Perhaps--I don't know. Will you have another shawl, grandmother?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+No, thank you.
+
+(IRETON comes in.)
+
+_Bridget:_
+Has anything happened?
+
+_Ireton:_
+Not yet. In a minute or two. At half-past one. It's three minutes yet.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Is father there?
+
+_Ireton:_
+Yes.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Not alone?
+
+_Ireton:_
+No. Fairfax and Harrison--five of them.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+The King--very brave, I suppose?
+
+_Ireton:_
+Yes. That was inevitable. We are old campaigners.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Oliver says that he has been noble since death was certain.
+
+_Ireton:_
+Yes.
+
+_Bridget:_
+If he had but lived so.
+
+_Ireton:_
+He made life ignoble. He would have made it ignoble again, and always.
+He was a king and he despoiled his people. When that is, kings must
+perish.
+
+(There is a movement and sound of voices in the streets. IRETON opens
+the window. ELIZABETH and BRIDGET stand with him.)
+
+_Ireton:_
+Yes. It is done.
+
+(MRS. CROMWELL slowly moves across to the window and stands with the
+others.)
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Poor, silly king. Oliver will be here directly. Shut the window, Henry.
+
+(IRETON shuts the window. He, ELIZABETH, and BRIDGET stand looking out.
+MRS. CROMWELL returns to her seat. All are very still, and there is a
+long pause. Then, unseen and unheard, CROMWELL comes in, moving slowly,
+his coat and hat still on, his boots carrying snow. He looks at his
+people, all with their backs to him. He walks across the room, and
+stands behind his mother, looking into the fire.)
+
+THE SCENE CLOSES
+
+
+
+
+    SCENE VIII
+
+
+_A November night in 1654, six years later. MRS. CROMWELL'S bedroom in
+Whitehall, where CROMWELL is now installed as Protector._
+
+_MRS. CROMWELL, now aged ninety-four, is on her death-bed. Standing
+beside her is ELIZABETH, ministering to her._
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Is that comfortable?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Yes, my dear, very comfortable.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Bridget is coming now. I must go down to Cheapside. I must see that man
+there myself.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Very well, my dear. Bridget is a good girl. I may be asleep before you
+come back. Good-night.
+
+_Elizabeth_
+(kissing her):
+Good-night.
+(Softly, at the door.)
+Bridget.
+
+_Bridget_
+(from the next room):
+Yes, mother.
+
+_Elizabeth:_
+Can you come? I'm going now.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Yes.
+
+(She comes in and ELIZABETH goes.)
+
+_Bridget:_
+Shall I read, grandmother?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Yes, just a little. Mr. Milton was reading to me this afternoon. Your
+father asked him to come. He has begun a very good poem, about Eden and
+the fall of man. He read me some of it. He writes extremely well. I
+think I should like to hear something by that young Mr. Marvell. He
+copies them out for me--you'll find them in that book, there. There's
+one about a garden. Just two stanzas of it. I have marked them.
+
+_Bridget_
+(reading):
+
+  How vainly men themselves amaze
+  To win the palm, the oak, or bays,
+  And their incessant labours see
+  Crown'd from some single herb or tree,
+  Whose short and narrow-verged shade
+  Does prudently their toils upbraid;
+  While all the flowers and trees do close
+  To weave the garlands of repose.
+
+And then this one?
+
+  Meanwhile the mind from pleasure less
+  Withdraws into its happiness;
+  The mind, that ocean where each kind
+  Does straight its own resemblance find;
+  Yet it creates, transcending these,
+  Far other worlds, and other seas;
+  Annihilating all that's made
+  To a green thought in a green shade.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Yes. Far other worlds, and other seas. I wish your father would come.
+I want to go to sleep, and you never know.
+
+_Bridget:_
+I think father is coming now.
+
+(CROMWELL comes in. He wears plain civilian clothes.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Well, mother dear.
+
+(He kisses her.)
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+I'm glad you have come, my son. Though you are very busy, I'm sure.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Is there anything I can do?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+No, thank you. What date is this?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+The second of November.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+It's nearly a year since they made you Protector, then.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Yes. I wonder.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+You need not, son. You were right. There was none other. And you were
+right not to take a crown.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+The monarchy will return. I know that.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Why not always a commonwealth like this, father?
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Hereafter there shall be a true commonwealth. We have done that for
+England. But there must be a king. There is no one to follow me. I am an
+interlude, as it were. But henceforth kings will be for the defence of
+this realm, not to use it. That has been our work. It is so, mother?
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Truly, I think it. It will be a freer land because you have lived in it,
+my son. Our name may be forgotten, but it does not matter. You serve
+faithfully. I am proud.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+You have been my blessed friend.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+It was kind of Mr. Milton to come this afternoon. I can't remember
+whether I thanked him as I should like to.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+He likes to come.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Be kind to all poets, Oliver. They have been very kind to me. They have
+the best doctrine.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+That is an aim of mine--to find all men of worth and learning and
+genius--to give them due employment. The Lord speaks through them, I
+know. I would have none fail or want under my government.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+I know that. Bridget, girl, be a stay to your father and your mother.
+They love you. If you should wed again, may you wed well.
+
+_Bridget:_
+I will cherish my father's great estate, and I will be humble always.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+And now, I am tired. Bless you, Oliver, my son. The Lord cause His face
+to shine upon you, and comfort you in all your adversities, and enable
+you to do great things for the glory of your most high God, and to be a
+relief unto His people. My dear son. I leave my heart with you. A good
+night.
+
+(They both kiss her.)
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Is Amos Tanner here?
+
+_Bridget:_
+Yes, grandmother.
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+Ask him to sing to me. Very quietly. The song he sang that night at
+Ely--you remember--when John and Henry were there.
+
+(BRIDGET goes out.)
+
+_Mrs. Cromwell:_
+You have been a good son.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Mother, dear.
+
+(BRIDGET returns with AMOS. Very quietly he sings:)
+
+  When I shall in the churchyard lie,
+    Poor scholar though I be,
+  The wheat, the barley, and the rye
+    Will better wear for me.
+
+  For truly have I ploughed and sown,
+    And kept my acres clean;
+  And written on my churchyard stone
+    This character be seen;
+
+  "His flocks, his barns, his gear he made
+    His daily diligence,
+  Nor counted all his earnings paid
+    In pockets full of pence."
+
+(While he is singing MRS. CROMWELL falls asleep and he goes. CROMWELL
+stands for a time with BRIDGET, watching his mother asleep.)
+
+_Cromwell:_
+Daughter, we must be loving, one with another. No man is sure of
+himself, ever. He can but pray for faith.
+
+_Bridget:_
+Father, you have done all that a man might do. You have delivered
+England.
+
+_Cromwell:_
+I have said a word for freedom, a poor, confused word. It was all I
+could reach to. We are frail, with our passions. We are beset.
+
+(He prays at his mother's bedside, BRIDGET standing beside him.)
+
+Thou hast made me, though very unworthy, a mean instrument to do the
+people some good, and Thee service. And many of them have set too high a
+value upon me, though others wish and would be glad of my death. But,
+Lord, however Thou dost dispose of me, continue and go on to do good for
+them. Give them one heart, and mutual love. Teach those who look too
+much upon Thy instrument to depend more upon Thyself. Pardon such as
+desire to trample upon the dust of a poor worm, for they are Thy people,
+too. And pardon the folly of this short prayer, even for Jesus Christ's
+sake. And give us a good night if it be Thy pleasure.
+
+THE SCENE CLOSES
+
+
+THE END
+
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+
+[Transcriber's Note:
+
+The following text was printed at the beginning of the original book.
+It is included here for historical interest only.]
+
+
+Copyright, 1921, by Houghton Mifflin Company
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