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took up their dwelling among the waggons in the fields outside the city, where they lit up great fires, and had sheep roasting and beer flowing as merrily as though a march on London were but a holiday outing.





Chapter XXI. Of my Hand-grips with the Brandenburger

King Monmouth had called a council meeting for the evening, and summoned Colonel Decimus Saxon to attend it, with whom I went, bearing with me the small package which Sir Jacob Clancing had given over to my keeping. On arriving at the Castle we found that the King had not yet come out from his chamber, but we were shown into the great hall to await him, a fine room with lofty windows and a noble ceiling of carved woodwork. At the further end the royal arms had been erected without the bar sinister which Monmouth had formerly worn. Here were assembled the principal chiefs of the army, with many of the inferior commanders, town officers, and others who had petitions to offer. Lord Grey of Wark stood silently by the window, looking out over the countryside with a gloomy face. Wade and Holmes shook their heads and whispered in a corner. Ferguson strode about with his wig awry, shouting out exhortations and prayers in a broad Scottish accent. A few of the more gaily dressed gathered round the empty fireplace, and listened to a tale from one of their number which appeared to be shrouded in many oaths, and which was greeted with shouts of laughter. In another corner a numerous group of zealots, clad in black or russet gowns, with broad white bands and hanging mantles, stood round some favourite preacher, and discussed in an undertone Calvinistic philosophy and its relation to statecraft. A few plain homely soldiers, who were neither sectaries nor courtiers, wandered up and down, or stared out through the windows at the busy encampment upon the Castle Green. To one of these, remarkable for his great size and breadth of shoulder, Saxon led me, and touching him on the sleeve, he held out his hand as to an old friend. โ€˜Mein Gott!โ€™ cried the German soldier of fortune, for it was the same man whom my companion had pointed out in the morning, โ€˜I thought it was you, Saxon, when I saw you by the gate, though you are even thinner than of old. How a man could suck up so much good Bavarian beer as you have done, and yet make so little flesh upon it, is more than I can verstehen. How have all things gone with you?โ€™

โ€˜As of old,โ€™ said Saxon. โ€˜More blows than thalers, and greater need of a surgeon than of a strong-box. When did I see you last, friend? Was it not at the onfall at Nurnberg, when I led the right and you the left wing of the heavy horse?โ€™

โ€˜Nay,โ€™ said Buyse. โ€˜I have met you in the way of business since then. Have you forgot the skirmish on the Rhine bank, when you did flash your snapphahn at me? Sapperment! Had some rascally schelm not stabbed my horse I should have swept your head off as a boy cuts thistles mit a stick.โ€™

โ€˜Aye, aye,โ€™ Saxon answered composedly, โ€˜I had forgot it. You were taken, if I remember aright, but did afterwards brain the sentry with your fetters, and swam the Rhine under the fire of a regiment. Yet, I think that we did offer you the same terms that you were having with the others.โ€™

โ€˜Some such base offer was indeed made me,โ€™ said the German sternly. โ€˜To which I answered that, though I sold my sword, I did not sell my honour. It is well that cavaliers of fortune should show that an engagement is with themโ€”how do ye say it?โ€”unbreakable until the war is over. Then by all means let him change his paymaster. Warum nicht?โ€™

โ€˜True, friend, true!โ€™ replied Saxon. โ€˜These beggarly Italians and Swiss have made such a trade of the matter, and sold themselves so freely, body and soul, to the longest purse, that it is well that we should be nice upon points of honour. But you remember the old hand-grip which no man in the Palatinate could exchange with you? Here is my captain, Micah Clarke. Let him see how warm a North German welcome may be.โ€™

The Brandenburger showed his white teeth in a grin as he held out his broad brown hand to me. The instant that mine was enclosed in it he suddenly bent his whole strength upon it, and squeezed my fingers together until the blood tingled in the nails, and the whole hand was limp and powerless.

โ€˜Donnerwetter!โ€™ he cried, laughing heartily at my start of pain and surprise. โ€˜It is a rough Prussian game, and the English lads have not much stomach for it.โ€™

โ€˜Truly, sir,โ€™ said I, โ€˜it is the first time that I have seen the pastime, and I would fain practise it under so able a master.โ€™

โ€˜What, another!โ€™ he cried. โ€˜Why, you must be still pringling from the first. Nay, if you will I shall not refuse you, though I fear it may weaken your hold upon your sword-hilt.โ€™

He held out his hand as he spoke, and I grasped it firmly, thumb to thumb, keeping my elbow high so as to bear all my force upon it. His own trick was, as I observed, to gain command of the other hand by a great output of strength at the onset. This I prevented by myself putting out all my power. For a minute or more we stood motionless, gazing into each otherโ€™s faces. Then I saw a bead of sweat trickle down his forehead, and I knew that he was beaten. Slowly his grip relaxed, and his hand grew limp and slack while my own tightened ever upon it, until he was forced in a surly, muttering voice to request that I should unhand him.

โ€˜Teufel und hexerei!โ€™ he cried, wiping away the blood which oozed from under his nails, โ€˜I might as well put my fingers in a rat-trap. You are the first man that ever yet exchanged fair hand-grips with Anthony Buyse.โ€™

โ€˜We breed brawn in England as well as in Brandenburg,โ€™ said Saxon, who was shaking with laughter over the German soldierโ€™s discomfiture. โ€˜Why, I have seen that lad pick up a full-size sergeant of dragoons and throw him into a cart as though he had been a clod of earth.โ€™

โ€˜Strong he is,โ€™ grumbled Buyse, still wringing his injured hand, โ€˜strong as old Gotz mit de iron grip. But what good is strength alone in the handling of a weapon? It is not the force of a blow, but the way in which it is geschlagen, that makes the effect. Your sword now is heavier than mine, by the look of it, and yet my blade would bite deeper. Eh? Is not that a more soldierly sport than kinderspiel such as hand-grasping and the like?โ€™

โ€˜He is a modest youth,โ€™ said Saxon. โ€˜Yet I would match his stroke against yours.โ€™

โ€˜For what?โ€™ snarled the German.

โ€˜For as much wine as we can take at a sitting.

โ€˜No small amount, either,โ€™ said Buyse; โ€˜a brace of gallons at the least. Well, be it so. Do you accept the contest?โ€™

โ€˜I shall do what I may,โ€™ I answered, โ€˜though I can scarce hope to strike as heavy a blow as so old and tried a soldier.โ€™

โ€˜Henker take your compliments,โ€™ he

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