A Jacobite Exile: Being the Adventures of a Young Englishman in the Service of Charles the Twelfth of Sweden

Sir Marmaduke was at that time only a child but he still remembered how the Roundhead soldiers had lorded it there when his father was away fighting with the army of the king; how they had seated themselves at the board and had ordered his mother about as if she had been a scullion jeering her with cruel words as to what would have been the fate of her husband if they had caught him there until though but eight years old he had smitten one of the troopers as he sat with all his force.