G. A. Henty,
Friends, though divided: A Tale of the Civil War
“ Harry said."Take you?" his lather repeated, laughing. "To do what?""To fight, certainly," Harry replied. "I am sure that among the tenants there is not one who could use the small sword as I can, for you have taught me yourself, and I do not think that I should be more afraid of the London pikemen than the best of them.""No, no, Harry," his father said, putting his hand on the boy's shoulder; "I do not doubt your bravery. You come of a fighting stock indeed, and good blood cannot lie. But you are too young, my boy." ”
