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“Glen-what?" demanded Maitre Pierre; " are he keeps his own father imprisoned, and that he has you going to raise the devil, that you use such long- even struck him-Can you believe it?" tailed words ??
Maitre Pierre seemed somewhat disconcerted with "Glen-houlakin,” answered Quentin, good-hu- the naïve horror with which the young Scotsman mouredly, "which is to say, the Glen of the
ingratitude, and he answered, "You is the name of our ancient patrimony, my good sir. know not, young man, how short a while the relaYou have bought the right to laugh at the sound, if tions of blood subsists among those of elevated rank;", you please."
then changed the tone of feeling in which he had I have not the least intention to offend," said the begun to speak, and added, gayly, “besides, if the old man ; " but I was about to say, since you like Duke has beaten his father, I warrant you his father your present meal so well, that the Scottish Archers hath beaten him of old, so it is but a clearing of of the guard eat as good a one, or a better, every day."
"No wonder,” said Durward,, "for if they be shut "I marvel to hear you speak thus," said the Scot, up in the swallows' nests all night, they must needs colouring with indignation ; gray hairs such as have a curious appetite in the morning."
yours ought to have fitter subjects for jesting: If * And plenty to gratify it upon," said Maitre Pierre. the old Duke did beat his son in childhood, he beat “ They need not like the Burgundians, chouse a bare him not enough; for better he had died under the
back, that they may have a full belly--they dress like rod, than have lived to make the Christian world 1 counts, and feast like abbots."
ashamed that such a monster had ever been bap" It is well for them,” said Durward.
tized.” “And wherefore will you not take service here, "At this rate,” said Maitre Pierre, " as you weigh young man? Your uncle might,
I dare say, have the characters of each prince and leader, I think you you placed on the file when there should a vacancy had better become a captain yourself; for where will occur. And, hark in your ear, I myself have some one so wise find a chieftain fit to command him ?". little interest, and might be of some use to you. You "You laugh at me, Maitre Pierre,” said the youth, can ride, I presume, as well as draw the bow ?" good-humouredly, and perhaps you are right; but
“Our race are as good horsemen as ever put a you have not named a man who is a gallant leader, plated shoe into a steel stirrụp ; and I know not but and keeps a brave party up here under, whom a man I might accept of your kind offer. Yet, look you, might seek service well enough.” food and raiment are needful things, but, in my case, "I cannot guess whom you mean." men think of honour, and advancement, and brave "Why, he that hangs like Mahomet's coffin (a deeds of arms. Your King Louis-God bless him, curse be upon Mahomet!) between the two loadfor he is a friend and ally of Scotland-but he lies stones-he that no man can call either French or here in this castle, or only rides about from one for- Burgundian, but who knows to hold the balance betified town to another; and gains cities and provin-tween them both, and makes both of them fear and ces by politic embassies, and not in fair fighting. serve him, for as great princes as they be.' Now, for me, I am of the Douglasses' mind, who al
."I cannot guess whom you mean," said Maitre ways kept the fields, because they loved, better to Pierre, thoughtfully. hear the lark sing than the mouse squeak.”
“Why, whom should I mean but the noble Louis "Young man," said Maitre Pierre, "do not judge de Luxembourg, Count of Saint Paul, the High Contoo rashly of the actions of sovereigns. Louis seeks stable of France ? Yonder he makes his place good, to spare the blood of his subjects, and cares not for with his gallant little army, holding his head as high his own. He showed himself a man of courage at as either King Louis or Duke Charles, and balanMontlhery.".
cing between them, like the boy who stands on the Ay, but that was some dozen years ago or more," midst of a plank, while two others are swinging on answered the youth. "I should like to follow a mas- the opposite ends.”+ ter that would keep his honour as bright as his "He is in danger of the worst fall of the three," shield, and always venture foremost in the very said Maitre Pierre And hark ye, my young friend, throng of the battle."
you who hold pillaging such a crime, do you know Why did you not tarry at Brussels, then, with that your politic Count of Saint Paul was the first the Duke of Burgundy? He would put you in the who set the example of burning the country during way to have your bones broken every day; and, the time of war? and that before the shameful derather than fail
, would do the job for you himself-vastation which he committed, open towns and vilespecially if he heard that you had beaten his fo- lages, which made no resistance, were spared on all rester."
sides?" Very true," said Quentin; "my unhappy chance "Nay, fajth,” said Durward, "if that be the case, has shut that door against me."
I shall begin to think no one of these great men is Nay, there are plenty of dare devils abroad, with much better than another, and that a choice among nad youngsters may find service," said his them is but like choosing a tree to be hung upon.
"What think you, for example, of William But this Count de Saint Paul, this constable, hath Jarck?"
possessed himself by clean conveyance of the town What!" exclaimed Durward, " serve Him with which takes its name from my honoured saint and the * ard--serve the wild Boar of Ardennes cap: patron, Saint Quentin," # (here he crossed himself,)
'and methinks, were I dwelling there, my holy palife for the value of his gaberdine, and who tron would keep some look-out for me-he has not
priests and pilgrims as if they were so many so many named after him as your more popular lana knights and men-at-arrns? It would be a saints-and yet he must have forgotten me, poor blot on my father's scutcheon for ever."
Quentin Durward, his spiritual god-son, since he lets Well, my young hot-blood,” replied Maitre Pierre, me go one day without food, and leaves me the next " if you hold the Sanglier too unscrupulous, where- morning to the harbourage of Saint Julian, and the fore not follow the young Duke of Gueldres?"'* " Follow the foul fiend as soon,” said Quentin. ing in the renowned river Cher, or one of its tributa
chance courtesy of a stranger, purchased by a duck“ Hark in your ear-he is a burden too heavy for earth to carry-hell gapes for him! Men say that *Blaspheme not the saints, my young friend," * T. Was Adolphus, son of Arnold and of Catherine de
+ This part of Louis Xith's reign was much embarrassed by Bourbon. The present story has little to do with him, though the intrigues of the Constable St. Paul, who affected independone of the most atrocious characters of his time. He made war
ence, and carried on intrigues with England, France, and Burman prisoner, and used "him with the most brutal violence, pro ariable politicians, the contabile ended the drawing upon him ceeding, it is said, even to the length of striking him with his self the animosity of all the powerful neighbours whom he had principled wretch, and sold to Charles of Burgundy whatever Duke of Burgundy to the King of Franco, tried, and hastily fights he had over the duchy of Gueldres and earldom of Zut
executed for treason, A. D. 1475. phen Mary of Burgundy, daughter of Charles, restored these possessions to the unnatural Adolphus, who was slain in the
! It was by his possession of this town of Saint Quentin that the Constable was able to carry on those political intrigues which finally cost him so dear.
said Maitre Pierre. "Saint Julian is the faithful pa- youth, and the romantic veneration for the female tron of travellers; and, peradventure, the blessed sex inspired by his education, he answered hastily, Saint Quentin had done more and better for thee "That he would throw down his gage to any antagothan thou art aware of.”
nist, of equal rank and equal age, who should preAs he spoke, the door opened, and a girl, rather sume to say such a countenance, as that which he above than under fifteen years old, entered with a now looked upon, could be animated by other than platter covered with damask, on which was placed the purest and the truest mind.", a small saucer of the dried plums which have always The young woman grew deadly pale, and cast an added to the reputation of Tours, and a cup of the apprehensive glance upon Maitre Pierre, in whom curiously chased plate which the goldsmiths of that the bravado of the young gallant seemed only to excity were anciently famous for executing with a deli- cite laughter, more scornful than applausive. Quen. cacy of workmanship that distinguished them from tin, whose second thoughts generally corrected the the other cities of France, and even excelled the skill first, though sometimes after they had found utterof the metropolis. The form of the goblet was so ancé, blushed deeply at having uttered what might elegant, that Durward thought not of observing be construed into an empty boast, in presence of closely whether the material was of silver, or, like an old man of a peaceful profession; and, as a sort what had been placed before himself, of a baser of just and appropriate penance, resolved patiently to metal, but so well burnished as to resemble the rich - submit to the ridicule which he had incurred. He
offered the cup and trencher to Maitre Pierre with a But the sight of the young person by whom this blush in his cheek, and a humiliation of countenance service was executed, aitracted Durward's attention which endeavoured to disguise itself under an embarfar more than the petty minutiæ of the duty which rassed smile. she performed.
"You are a foolish young man,” said Maitre Pierre. He speedily made the discovery, that a quantity of and know as little of women as of princes, - whose long black tresses, which, in the maiden fashion hearts," he said, crossing himself devoutly, “God of his own country, were unadorned by any orna- keeps in his right hand." ment, except a single chaplet lightly woven out of And who keeps those of the women, then ?'' said ivy leaves, formed a veil around a countenance, Quentin, resolved, if he could help it, not to be borne which, in its regular features, dark eyes, and pensive down by the assumed superiority of this extraordiexpression, resembled that of Melpomene, though nary old man, whose lofty and careless manner pos there was a faint glow on the cheek, and an intelli- sessed an influence over him of which he felt ashagence on the lips and in the eye, which made seem med. that gayety was not foreign to a countenance so ex- "I am afraid you must ask of them in another pressive, although it might not be its most habitual quarter,” said Maitre Pierre, composedly. expression. Quentin even thought he could discern Quentin was again rebuffed, but not utterly disthat depressing circumstances were the cause why a concerted. "Surely," he said to himself, "I do no, countenance so young and so lovely was graver than pay this same burgess of Tours all the deference belongs to early beauty; and as the romantic ima- which I yield him, on account of the miserable obligination of youth is rapid in drawing conclusions gation of a breakfast, though it was a right good and from slight premises, he was pleased to infer, from substantial meal. Dogs and hawks are attached by what follows, that the fate of this beautiful vision feeding only-man must have kindness, if you would was wrapped in silence and mystery:
bind him with the cords of affection and obligation. "How now, Jacqueline !" said Maitre Pierre, when But he is an extraordinary person; and that beautishe entered the apartment—"Wherefore this? Did ful emanation that is even now vanishing-surely a I not desire that Dame Perette should bring what I thing so fair belongs not to this mean place, belongs wanted ?-Pasques-dieu !-Is she, or does she think not even to the money-gathering merchant himself
, herself, too good to serve me?".
though he seems to exert authority over her, as "My kinswoman is ill at ease," answered Jacque- doubtless he does over all whom chance brings withline, in a hurried yet an humble tone; "ill at ease, and in his little circle. It is wonderful what ideas of conkecps her chamber.
sequence these Flemings and Frenchmen attach to "She keeps it alone, I hope?" replied Maitre wealth-so much more than wealth deserves, that I Pierre, with some emphasis; "I am vicur routier, suppose this old merchant thinks the civility I pay to and none of those upon whom feigned disorders pass his age is given to his money-1, a Scottish gentle for apologies.
man of blood and coat-armour, and he a mechanic Jacqueline turned pale, and even tottered at the of Tours !" answer of Maitre Pierre; for it must be owned, that Such were the thoughts which hastily traversed his voice and looks, at all times harsh, caustic, and the mind of young Durward; while Maitre Pierre unpleasing, had, when he expressed anger or suspi- said, with a smile, and at the same time patung cion, an etlect both sinister and alarming.
Jacqueline's head, from which hung down her long The mountain chivalry of Quentin Durward was tresses, "This young man will serve me, Jacqueineinstantly awakened, and he hastened to approach thou mayst withdraw. I will tell thy negligent kasJacqueline, and relieve her of the burden she bore, woman she does ill to expose thee to be gazed on and which she passively resigned to him, while with unnecessarily.” a timid and anxious look, she watched the counte- "It was only to wait on you," said the maiden. nance of the angry burgess. It was not in nature to "I trust you will not be displeased with my kinsworesist the piercing and pity-craving expression of her man, since”. looks, and Maitre Pierre proceeded, not merely with Pasques-dicu!' said the merchant, interrupting an air of diminished displeasure, but with as much her, but not harshly, "do you bandy words with me, gentleness as he could assume in countenance and you brat, or stay you to gaze upon the youngster manner
, “I blame not thee, Jacqueline, and thou here ?-Begone-he is noble, and his services will art too young to be --- what it is pity to think thou suffice me." must be one day-a false and treacherous thing, like Jacqueline vanished; and so much was Quentin the rest of thy giddy sex. No man ever lived to Durward interested in her sudden disappearance, man's estate, but he had the opportunity to know that it broke his previous thread of reflection, and he you all.* Here is a Scottish cavalier will tell you complied mechanically, when Maitre Pierre said, in the same."
the tone of one accustomed to be obeyed, as he threw Jacqueline looked for an instant on the young himself carelessly upon a large easy-chair, “Place stranger, as if to obey Maitre Pierre, but the glance, that tray beside me.' momentary as it was, appeared to Durward a pa- The merchant then let his dark eyebrows sink over thetic appeal to him for support and sympathy; and his keen eyes, so that the last became scarce visible, with the promptitude dictated by the feelings of or but shot forth occasionally a quick and vivid ray,
It was a part of Louis's very unamiable character, and not like those of the sun setting behind a dark cloud, the best part of it, that he entertained a great contempt for the through which its beams are occasionally darted, but understanding, and not less for the character, of the fair sex. singly, and for an instant.
“That is a beautiful creature," said the old man at have excused himself from accepting the profuse last, raising his head, and looking steadily and firmly liberality of his new friend; but Maitre Pierre, bendat Quentin, when he put the question-"a lovely girl ing his dark brows, and erecting his stooping figure to be the servant of an quberge ?--she might grace into an attitude of more dignity ihan he had yet seen the board of an honest burgess ; but ’tis a vile edu- him assume, said, in a tone of authority, "No reply, cation, a base origin."
young man, but do what you are commanded.”. It sometimes happens that a chance shot will de- With these words, he left the apartment, making a molish a noble castle in the air, and the architect on sign, as he departed, that Quentin must not follow such occasions entertains little good-will towards him. him who fires it, although the damage on the offen- The young Scotsman stood astounded, and knew der's part may be wholly unintentonal. Quentin not what to think of the matter. His first most nawas disconcerted, and was disposed to be angry-he tural, though perhaps not most dignified impulse, himself knew not why-with this old man, for ac- drove him to peep into the silver goblet, which assuquainting him that this beautiful creature was neither redly was more than half full of silver pieces, to the more or less than what her occupation announced- number of several scores, of which perhaps Quentin the servant of the auberge-an upper servant, indeed, had never called twenty his own at one time during and probably a niece of the landlord, or such like; the course of his whole life. But could he reconcile but still a domestic, and obliged to comply with the it to his dignity as a gentleman, to accept the money humour of the customers, and particularly of Maitre of this wealthy plebeian ?- This was a trying quesPierre, who probably had sufficiency of whims, and tion; for though he had secured a good breakfast, it was rich enough to ensure their being attended to. was no great reserve upon which to travel either back
The though, the lingering thought, again returned to Dijon, in case he chose to hazard the wrath, and on him, that he ought to make the old gentleman enter the service, of the Duke of Burgundy, or to Saint understand the difference betwixt their conditions, Quentin, if he fixed on that of the Constable Saint and call on him to mark, that, how rich soever hé Paul; for to one of those powers, if not to the King might be, his wealth put him on no level with a Dur- of France, he was determined to offer his services. ward of Glen-houlakin. Yet, whenever he looked He perhaps took the wisest resolution in the circumon Maitre Pierre's countenance with such a purpose, stances, in resolving to be guided by the advice of his there was, notwithstanding the downcast look, pinch-uncle; and, in the meantime, he put the money into ed features, and mean and miserly dress, something his velvet hawking-pouch, and called for the landlord which prevented the young man from asserting the of the house, in order to restore the silver cup-resolsuperiority over the merchant which he conceived ving, at the same time, to ask him some questions himself to possess. On the contrary, the oftener and about this liberal and authoritative merchant. more fixedly Quentin looked at him, the stronger be. The man of the house appeared presently; and, if came his curiosity to know who or what this man not more communicative, was at least more loquaactually was; and he set him down internally for at cious, than he had been formerly. He positively deleast a Syndic or high magistrate of Tours, or one clined to take back the silver cup. It was none of who was, in some way or other, in the full habit of his, he said, but Maitre Pierre's, who had bestowed exacting and receiving deference.
it on his guest. He had, indeed, four silver hanaps Meantime, the merchant seemed again sunk into of his own, which had been left him by his granda reverie, from which he raised himself only to make mother, of happy memory, but no more like the beauthe sign of the cross devoutly, and to eat some of the tiful carving of that in his guest's hand, than a peach dried fruit, with a morsel of biscuit. He then signed was like a turnip,--that was one of the famous cups to Quentin to give him the cup, adding, however, by of Tours, wrought by Martin Dominique, an artist. way of question, as he presented it—“You are noble, who might brag all Paris. you say?"
"And, pray, who is this Maitre Pierre," said Dur"I surely am,” replied the Scot, "if fifteen descents ward, interrupting him, "who confers such valuable can make me so-So I told you before. But do not gifts on strangers ?" constrain yourself on that account, Maitre Pierre--I “Who is Maitre Pierre ?" said the host, dropping have always been taught it is the duty of the young the words as slowly from his mouth as if he had been to assist the more aged.".
distilling them. "An excellent maxim," said the merchant, avail- "Ay," said Durward, hastily and peremptorily, ing himself of the youth's assistance in handing the "who is this Maitre Pierre, and why does he throw cup, and filling it from a ewer which seemed of the about his bounties in this fashion? And who is the same materials with the goblet, without any of those butcherly-looking fellow whom he sent forward to scruples in point of propriety which, perhaps, Quen- order breakfast ?" tin had expected to excite.
Why, fair sir, as to who Maitre Pierre is, you “The devil take the ease and familiarity of this old should have asked the question of himself; and for mechanical burgher," said Durward once more to the gentleman who ordered breakfast to be made himself; "he uses the attendance of a noble Scottish ready, may God keep us from his closer acquaintgentleman with as little ceremony as I would that of ance! a gillie from Glen-isla."
"There is something mysterious in all this,” said The merchant, in the meanwhile, having finished the young Scot. "This Maitre Pierre tells me he is a his cup of water, said to his companion, "From the merchant." zeal with which you seemed to relish the Vin de And if he told you so," said the innkeeper, “surely Beaulne, I fancy you would not care much to pledge he is a merchant. me in this elemental liquor. But I have an elixir "What commodities does he deal in ?" about me which can convert even the rock water "O, many a fair matter of traffic," said the host; into the richest wines of France."
"and especially he has set up silk manufactories here, As he spoke, he took a large purse from his bosom, which match those rich bales that the Venetians made of the fur of the sea-otter, and streamed å bring from India and Cathay. You might see the shower of
small silver pieces into the goblet, until the rows of Mulberry trees as you came hither, all planted cup, which was but a small one, was more than half by Maitre Pierre's commands, to feed the sukfull.
"You have reason to be more thankful, young "And that young person who brought in the conman,” said Maitre Pierre, both to your patron Saint fections, who is she, my good friend ?'' said the guest. Quentin, and to Saint Julian, than you seemed to be “My lodger, sir, with her guardian, some sort of but now. I would advise you to bestow alms in their aunt or kinswoman, as I think,” replied the innname. Remain in this hostelry until you see your keeper. kinsman, Le Balafré, who will be relieved from guard "And do you usually employ your guests in waiting in the afternoon, I will cause him to be acquainted on each other ?" said Durward; "for I observed that that he may find you here, for I have business in the Maitre Pierre would take nothing from your hand, or Castle."
that of your attendant." Quentin Durward would have said something to "Rich men may have their fancies, for they can
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pay for them,” said the landlord; "this is not the first years and upwards, look with indifference on little time that Maitre Pierre has found the true way to turret-windows, though the lattice be half open w make gentlefolks serve at his beck."
admit the air, while the shutter is half closed to exThe young Scotsman felt somewhat offended at clude the sun, or perhaps a too curious eye-nay, even the insinuation; but, disguising his resentment, he though there hang on the one side of the casement asked whether he could be accommodated with an a lute, partly mantled by a light veil of sea-green apartment at this place for a day, and perhaps longer. silk. But, ai Durward's happy age, such accidents.
"Certainly, the innkeeper replied; " for whatever as a painter would call them, form sufficient foundatime he was pleased to command it."
tion for a hundred airy visions and mysterious con"Could he be permitted,” he asked, “to pay his re- jectures, at recollection of which the full-grown man spects to the ladies, whose fellow-lodger he was about smiles while he sighs, and sighs while he smiles. to become ?"
As it may be supposed that our friend Quentin The innkeeper was uncertain. “They went not wished to learn a litile more of his fair neighbour, the abroad,” he said, "and received no one at home.” owner of the lute and veil, -as it may be supposed
"With the exception, I presume, of Maitre Pierre ?" he was at least interested to know whether she mighi said Durward.
not prove the same whom he had seen in humble "I am not at liberty to name any exceptions," an- attendance on Maitre Pierre, it must of course be unswered the man, firmly, but respectfully,
derstood, that he did not produce a broad staring Quentin, who carried the notions of his own im- visage and person in full front of his own casement. portance pretty high, considering how destitute he purward knew better the art of bird-catching; and was of means to support them, being somewhat mor- it was to his keeping his person skilfully withdrawn tified by the innkeeper's reply, did not hesitate to avail on one side of his window, while he peeped through himself of a practice common enough in that age. the lattice, that he owed the pleasure of seeing a "Carry to the ladies," he said, "a Hask of vernat, white, round, beautiful arm, take down the instruwith my humble duty; and say, that Quentin Dur- ment, and that his ears had presently after their share ward, of the house of Glen-houlakin, a Scottish ca- in the reward of his dexterous management. valier of honour, and now their fellow-lodger, desires The maid of the little turret, of the veil, and of the the permission to dedicate his homage to them in a lute, sung exactly such an air as we are accustomed to personal interview."
suppose towed from the lips of the high-born dames of The messenger departed, and returned, almost in chivalry, when knights and troubadours listened and stantly, with the thanks of the ladies, who declined languished. The words had neither so much sense, the proffered refreshment, and with their acknow- wit, or fancy, as to withdraw the attention from the ledgments to the Scottish cavalier, regretted that, music, nor
the music so much of art, as to drown all residing there in privacy, they could not receive his feeling of the words. The one seemed fitted to the
other; and if the song had been recited without the Quentin bit his lip, took a cup of the rejected ver- notes, or the air played without the words, neither nat, which the host had placed on the table. “By the would have been worth noting. It is, therefore, mass, bụt this is a strange country,” said he to him- scarcely fair to put upon record lines intended not to self, "where merchants and mechanics exercise the be said or read, but only to be sung. But such scraps manners and munificence of nobles, and little travel- of old poetry have always had a sort of fascination for ling damsels, who hold their court in a cabaret, keep us; and as the tune is lost for ever-unless Bishop their state like disguised princesses! I will see that happens to find the notes, or some lark teaches Ste: black-browed maiden again, or it will go hard, how-phens to warble the air-we will risk our credit, and ever;" and having formed this prudent resolution, he the taste of the Lady of the Lute, by preserving the demanded to be conducted to the apartment which verses, simple and even rude as they are. he was to call his own.
"Ah! County Guy, the hour is nigh, The landlord presently ushered him up a turret
The sun has left the lea, staircase, and from thence along a gallery, with
The orange flower perfumes the bower, many doors opening from it, like those of cells in
The breeze is on the sea. a convent; a resemblance which our young hero,
The lark, his lay who thrill'd all day.
Sits hush'd his partner nigh; who recollected, with much ennui
, an early speci
Breeze, bird, and fower, confess the hour, men of a monastic life, was far from admiring. The
But where is County Guy! host paused at the very end of the gallery, selected
"The village maid steals through the shade, a key from the large bunch which he carried at his
Her shepherd's suit to hear ; girdle, opened the door, and showed his guest the
To beauty shy, by lattice high,
Sings high-born Cavalier. interior of a turret-chamber, small, indeed, but
The star of Love, all stars above, which, being clean and solitary, and having the pal
Now reigns o'er earth and sky let bed, and the few articles of furniture, in unusually
And high and low the influence knowgood order, seemed, on the whole, a little palace.
But where is County Guy ?" “I hope you will find your dwelling agreeable here, Whatever the reader may think of this simple ditty, fair sir, said the landlord.—"I am bound to pleasure it had a powerful effect on Quentin, when married to every friend of Maitre Pierre."
heavenly airs, and sung by a sweet and melting "O happy ducking!” exclaimed Quentin Durward, voice, the notes mingling with the gentle breezes cutting a caper on the floor, so soon as his host had which wafted perfumes from the garden, and the retired: "Never came good luck in a better or a wetter figure of the songstress being so partially and obform. I have been fairly deluged by my good for- scurely visible, as threw a veil of mysterious fascinatune."
tion over the whole. As he spoke thus, he stepped towards the little win- At the close of the air, the listener could not help dow, which, as the turret projected considerably from showing himself more boldly than he had yet done, the principal line of the building, not only commanded in a rash attempt to see more than he had yet been a view of a very pretty garden, of some extent, belong- able to discover. The music instantly ceased-the ing to the inn, but overlooked, beyond its boundary, casement was closed, and a dark curtain, dropped a pleasant grove of those very mulberry trees, which on the inside, put a stop to all farther observation on Maitre Pierre was said to have planted for the sup- the part of the neighbour in the next turret. port of the silk-worm. Besides, turning the eye from Durward was mortified and surprised at the consethese more remote objects, and looking straight quence of his precipitance, but comforted himself along the wall, the turret of Quentin was opposite to with the hope, that the Lady of the Lute could neither another turret, and the little window at which he easily forego thepractice of an instrument which seemstood commanded a similar little window, in a cor, ed so familiar to her, nor cruelly resolve to renounce responding projection of the building; Now, it would the pleasures of fresh air and an open window, for the be difficult for a man twenty years older than Quen- churlish purpose of preserving for her own exclusive tin, to say why this locality interested him more than ear the sweet sounds which she created. There came, either the pleasant garden or the grove of mulberry perhaps, a little feeling of personal vanity to mingle trees; for, alas! eyes which have been used for forty with these consolatory reflections. If, as he shrewdly suspected, there was a beautiful dark-tressed damsel | thence almost to the tip of his ear, exhibiting a deep inhabitant of the one turret, he could not but be con- seam, which was sometimes scarlet, sometimes purscious that a handsome, young, roving, bright-lock-ple, sometimes blue, and sometimes approaching to ed gallant, a cavalier of fortune, was the renant of black ; but always hideous, because at variance with the other; and romances, those prudent instructers, the complexion of the face in whatever state it chanhad taught his youth, that if damsels were shy, they ced to be, whether agitated or still, fushed with unwere yet neither void of interest nor of curiosity in usual passion, or in its ordinary state of weather-beaten their neighbours' affairs.
and sunburnt swarthiness. Whilst Quentin was engaged in these sage reflec- His dress and arms were splendid. He wore his tions, a sort of attendant or chamberlain of the inn national bonnet, crested with a tuft of feathers, and informed him that a cavalier desired to speak with with a Virgin Mary of massive silver for a brooch. him below.
These brooches had been presented to the Scottish
of superstitious piety, having devoted the swords of CHAPTER V.
his guard to the service of the Holy Virgin, and, as
some say, carried the matter so far as to draw out a THE MAN-AT-ARMS.
commission to Our Lady as their Captain General. Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
The Archer's gorget, arm-pieces, and gauntlets, were Seeking the bubble reputation even in the cannon's mouth. of the finest steel, curiously inlaid with silver, and his
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hauberk, or shirt of mail, was as clear and bright as The cavalier who awaited Quentin Durward's de- the frostwork of a winter morning upon fern or scent into the apartment where he had breakfasted, brier. He wore a loose surcoat, or cassock, of rich was one of those of whom Louis XI. had long since blue velvet, open at the sides like that of a herald, with said, that they held in their hands the fortune of a large white St. Andrew's cross of embroidered silFrance, as to them were intrusted the direct custody ver bisecting it both before and behind--his knees and and protection of the royal person.
legs were protected by hose of mail and shoes of steel Charles the Sixth had instituted this celebrated -a broad strong poniard (called the Mercy of God) body, the Archers, as they were called, of the Scot- hung by his right side-the baldric for his two-hand tish Body-guard, with better reason than can gene- ed sword, richly embroidered, hung upon his left rally be alleged for establishing round the throne a shoulder ; but, for convenience, he at present carried guard of foreign and mercenary troops. The divisions in his hand that unwieldly weapon, which the rules of which tore from his side more than half of France, his service forbade him to lay aside. together with the wavering and uncertain faith of the Quentin Durward, though, like the Scottish youth nobility who yet acknowledged his cause, rendered it of the period, he had been early taught to look upon impolitic and unsafe to commit his personal safety to arms and war, thought he had never seen a more their keeping. The Scottish nation was the heredi- martial-looking, or more completely equipped and actary enemy of the English, and the ancient, and, as complished man-at-arms, than now saluted him in it seemed, the natural allies of France. They were the person of his mother's brother, called Ludovic poor, courageous, faithful-their ranks were sure to with the Scar, or Le Balafré ; yet he could not but be supplied from the superabundant population of shrink a little from the grim expression of his countetheir own country, than which none in Europe sentnance, while with its rough mustaches, he brushed forth more or bolder adventurers. Their high claims first the one and then the other cheek of his kinsman, of descent, too, gave them a good title to approach welcomed his nephew to France, and, in the same the person of a monarch more closely than other breath, asked what news from Scotland. troops, while the comparative smallness of their num- "Liitle good tidings, dear uncle," replied young bers prevented the possibility of their mutinying, and Durward; "but I am glad that you know me so becoming masters where they ought to be servants. readily."
On the other hand, the French monarchs made it "I would have known thee, boy, in the 'landes of their policy to conciliate the affections
of this select Bourdeaux, had I met thee marching there like a band of foreigners, by allowing them honorary privi- crane on a pair of stilts.* But sit thee down-sit leges and ample pay, which last most of them dispo- thee down--if there is sorrow to hear of, we will have sed of with military profusion in supporting their sup- wine to make us bear it.-Ho! old Pinch-Measure, posed rank. Each of them ranked as a gentleman in our good host, bring us of thy best, and that in an inplace and honour; and their near approach to the stant." King's person gave them dignity in their own eyes, as The well known sound of the Scottish-French was well as importance in those of the nation of France. as familiar in the taverns near Plessis, as that of the They were sumptuously armed, equipped, and mount- Swiss-French in the modern guinguettes of Paris ; ed; and each was entitled to allowance for a squire, and promptly—ay, with the promptitude of fear and a valet, a page, and two yeomen, one of whom was precipitation, was it heard and obeyed. A flagon of termed coutelier, from the large knife which he wore champagne stood before them, of which the elder to despatch those whom in the melée his master had took a dranght, while the nephew helped himself onthrown to the ground. With these followers, and
a ly to a moderate sip, to acknowledge his
uncle's courcorresponding equipage, an Archer of the Scottish tesy, saying, in excuse, that he had already drunk Guard was a person of quality and importance; and wine that morning. vacancies being generally filled up by those who had "That had been a rare good apology in the mouth been trained in the service as pages or valets, the ca- of thy sister, fair nephew,” said Le Balafré; "you dets of the best Scottish families were often sent to must fear the wine-pot less, if you would wear beard serve under some friend and relation in those capaci- on your face, and write yourself soldier. But cometies, until a chance of preferment should occur. come-unbuckle your Scottish mail-bag-give us the
The coutelier and his companion, not being noble or news of Glen-houlakin-How doth my sister ?". capable of this promotion, were recruited from persons "Dead, fair uncle," answered Quentin, sorrowfully. of inferior quality; but as their pay and appointments “Dead!" echoed his uncle, with a tone rather markwere excellent, their masters were easily able to seed by wonder than sympathy—" why, she was five lect from among their wandering countrymen the years younger than I, and I was never better in my strongest and most courageous to wait upon them in life. Dead! the thing is impossible.
I have never these capacities.
had so much as a headache, unless after revelling out Ludovic Lesly, or, as we shall more frequently call my two or three days' furlough with the brethren of him, Le Balafré, by which name he was generally the joyous science and my poor sister is dead !-And known in France, was upwards of six feet high, ro- your father, fair nephew, hath he married again ?" bust, strongly compacted in person, and hard-favoured And ere the youth could reply, he read the answer in countenance, which latter attribute was much in in his surprise at the question, and said, “What! creased by a large and ghastly scar, which, beginning on his forehead, and narrowly missing his right eye, rivers. They are employed by the peasantry of the country near
* The crutches or stilts, which in Scotland are used to pass had laid bare the cheek-bone, and descended from | Bourdeaux, to traverse those dexerts of loose cand called Landes.