"I know he is alive, but where?"

"On his way home."

"Nay!"

"And in England!"

"Father, I am here."

Hubert could restrain himself no longer.

The old man gazed wildly upon him, then threw his arms around his
recovered boy, and raising his eyes to heaven, murmured:

"Father I thank Thee, for this my son was dead, and is alive again;
was lost, and is found."



Chapter 25: The Battle Of Lewes.


The barons, on their side, prepared with sober earnestness for the
struggle. They were not fighting for personal aggrandisement, but,
as an old writer says, "they had in all things one faith and one
will--love of God and their neighbour." So unanimous were they in
their brotherly love, that they did not fear to die for their
country.