"Nay," she said, with a desperate smile, as she read the doubt in his face, "I am not distraught.  God forgive me, I could well-nigh wish I were, so I might escape the knowledge of this misery.  But, listen to me," she went on, with sudden self-control.  "When Prince Rupert surrendered Bristol to the Parliament army, your uncle was among the officers who waited with General Cromwell at the port of the fort for his coming out, and waited on him to Sir Thomas Fairfax.  And the prince had much discourse with Major Harrison, for so your uncle was then, and when he bade him farewell he gave him a gallant compliment, saying he never received such satisfaction in such unhappiness, and that if ever it were in his power he would repay it."