the Parliament, if you forbid it," he said. Master Drury looked down at him, and his lips quivered with emotion. "Say you will renounce these new opinions and serve the King, and you are my son still," he said. But Harry started back. "Give up my principles! all that I have learned to see is just and true and honest! My father, you cannot ask me to do this?" said Harry. "I ask you to give up all traitorous friendships, and return to your allegiance and duty to your King," said his father. "But I should be a traitor to my conscience. I should sell my convictions of right and duty for your favour. My father, you would not have your son a slave?" "I would that I had no son at all!" groaned the old man, covering his eyes with his hands. "Forgive me, oh, forgive me the pain I have caused you, my father; and let me remain at home with you still; only don't ask me to be a traitor to my conscience!" implored Harry. "I _ask+ you nothing," said Master Drury. "I _command+ you to swear this moment that you will enter the King's service without delay; and if you do not obey me, you leave this house at once, and I have no son from this night." Harry slowly rose from his knees with bowed head. "I cannot swear," he said. "I will serve my country, not sell her into the power of tyrants," and he turned to leave the room. But at the door he paused for a moment, and then turned back. "You will give me your blessing once more, my father, before I depart?" he said; and he would have knelt to receive it, but the old man waved him off. "Leave me, leave me at once, lest I curse you!" he said, in a hoarse voice; and Harry, without glancing at the purse, which still lay on the table, retreated from that look of stern wrath which had settled on his face. The two young men walked straight out into the fields, and for some time neither spoke; but at length Harry said,— "What are we to do, Clayton?" "We had better get round to the barn for to-night, and sleep there," replied Gilbert, "and then to-morrow you had better see your
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