nan. "Do you know, sir, these gentlemen are each of them worth
fifteen hundred pounds?"

"Oh, be assured," said Mordaunt, looking at them with an expression he
vainly endeavoured to soften, "my soldiers will guard them, and guard
them well, I promise you."

"I shall take better care of them myself," answered D'Artagnan;
"besides, all they require is a good room, with sentinels, or their
simple parole that they will not attempt escape. I will go and see about
that, and then we shall have the honor of presenting ourselves to the
general and receiving his commands for his eminence."

"You think of starting at once, then?" inquired Mordaunt.

"Our mission is ended, and there is nothing more to detain us now but
the good pleasure of the great man to whom we were sent."

The young man bit his lips and whispered to his sergeant:

"You will follow these men and not lose sight of them; when you have
discovered where they lodge, come and await me at the town gate."

The sergeant made a sign of comprehension.

Instead of following the knot of prisoners that were being taken into
the town, Mordaunt turned his steps toward the rising ground from whence
Cromwell had witnessed the battle and on which he had just had his tent
pitched.

Cromwell had given orders that no one was to be allowed admission; but
the sentinel, who knew that Mordaunt was one of the most confidential
friends of the general, thought the order did not extend to the young
man. Mordaunt, therefore, raised the canvas, and saw Cromwell seated
before a table, his head buried in his hands, his back being turned.

Whether he heard Mordaunt or not as he entered, Cromwell did not move.
Mordaunt remained standing near the door. At last, after a few moments,
Cromwell raised his head, and, as if he divined that some one was there,
turned slowly around.

"I said I wished to be alone," he exclaimed, on seeing the young man.

"They thought this order did not concern me, sir; nevertheless, if you
wish it, I am ready to go."

"Ah! is it you, Mordaunt?" said Cromwell, the cloud passing away from
his face; "since you are here, it is well; you may remain."

"I come to congratulate you."

"To congratulate me--what for?"

"On the capture of Charles Stuart. You are now master of England."

"I was much more really so two hours ago."

"How so, general?"

"Because England had need of me to take the tyrant, and now the tyrant
is taken. Have you seen him?"

"Yes, sir