'
'And as to Turenne,' said Anne, 'I do not like the little I know of
him; he was horribly cruel, was he not?'
'Oh! every soldier was cruel in those days,' said Elizabeth; 'it was
the custom of their time, and they could not help it.'
Anne shook her head.
'Then you will be forced to give up my beloved Black Prince,'
continued Elizabeth piteously; 'you know he massacred the people at
Limoges.'
'I cannot do without him,' said Anne; 'he was ill and very much
exasperated at the time, and I choose to believe that the massacre
was commanded by John of Gaunt.'
'And I choose to believe that all the cruelties of the French were by
the express order of Louis Quatorze,' said Elizabeth; 'you cannot be
hard on a man who gave all his money and offered to pawn his plate to
bring Charles the Second back to England.'
'I must search and consider,' said Anne; 'I will hunt him out when I
go home, and if we have a print of him, and if he is tolerably good-
looking, I will see what I can do with him.'
'You have Lodge's portraits,' said Elizabeth, 'so you are well off
for Cavaliers; do you mean to take Prince Rupert in compliment to
your brother?'
'No, he is not good enough, I am afraid,' said Anne, 'though besides
our own Vandyke there is a most tempting print of him, in Lodge, with
a buff coat and worked ruffles; but though I used to think him the
greatest of heroes, I have given him up, and mean to content myself
with Charles himself, the two Lindsays, Ormond and Strafford, Derby
and Capel, and Sir Ralph Hopton.
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