“Yes,” the general agreed.  “Marlborough would be only too glad to take the matter up, and as Ginckle must be pretty well aware that his want of success here must have already made his position precarious, I do not think he will trouble himself to ask any questions about the prisoner; and, certainly, William will not thank him for being the means, by his unjust and arbitrary conduct, of causing a split between the English and his foreign troops.  I should like to put all their heads into one noose, and I should feel no compunction in setting them swinging, for a greater set of rascals were never collected under the sun.  I must say that the contrast between our army and the Irish is very great, and that, although many bloody deeds are performed by the rapparees, there has never been a single complaint brought against the Irish troops.

“Anyhow, Mr. Davenant, I think you cannot do better than fall in with Colonel L’Estrange’s plan.  There will be no difficulty in getting out, and, indeed, I will send a troop of cavalry to see you well beyond our lines.”

Walter spent the rest of the day with Colonel L’Estrange, and told him all that had taken place since they had last met.

“It is difficult to believe that it is but three years ago,” he said, when he had finished.

“No, we judge the flight of time by the incidents we crowd into it.  The most uneventful days pass the most unheeded.  Now to me, it seems but yesterday that I stood on the deck of the ship, and knew that she was sure to go to pieces, and that the chance of anyone reaching that rocky coast alive were small, indeed; when I saw what seemed little more than a black speck approaching, and you and your fisher boy made your way over the wave.

“By the way, how is he?  Doing well, I hope?”

“He might have done well, if he liked.  The present that you left in my father’s hands, to buy him a boat when he was old enough to start as a fisherman on his own account, would have made a man of him, but it is hidden somewhere in the thatch of his father’s cottage.  When my father first went to the war, he handed it over to Larry, as he could not say what might happen before his return.  Larry was at first delighted with the thought that some day he should have a boat of his own, and a boat, too, larger than any on the shore; but when I accompanied my father, Larry insisted on going with me.

“‘It will be time enough to buy a boat, when the war is over,’ he said.

“And as I was very glad to have him with me, and my father did not object, Larry had his way, and he has been with me ever since.  He is enrolled in the troop now, and, when he thinks there is any chance of fighting, he takes his place in the ranks, but at other times he acts as my servant.”