Roanoke of Roanoke Hall: A Romance — page 24: what you’re looking at

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18 Roanoke of Roanoke Hall, “*I am no traitor!” broke out my father at length, after much low-voiced argument and persuading on my uncle’s part. ‘I owe no allegiance to a Catholic king. And you will join us, so; if not, why go your ways, or stay here and rot. I have no time for fur- ther parley.” With which words he swung out of the place. “Nay, then, heaven help us!” said my uncle. ‘I will to London to the King.” Outside the house there was great stir and business. Many were there strangely attired and armed; some with old helms and breast- plates newly furbished up; others in their Sunday garb, as if they were bound to feast or marriage, instead of to bloody battle and shameful defeat ; some carried guns and pis- tols, others swords, spears, or pikes, while yet others bore no weapon buta club, ora scythe-blade cunningly lashed to a pole. Few were known to me, being for the most part farmers, cloth-workers, and such, for the gentry as yet held aloof; but young Mas- | ter Radleigh, the same that was afterwards i pitifully hanged by order of the cruel Jef- | comichooks.com i 4