stranger. whether for business.

 But
 But. so. You might see the rows of mulberry trees as you came hither. encountered difficulties of a kind quite new to him. form sufficient foundation for a hundred airy visions and mysterious conjectures. with more respect than perhaps he would have shown to Louis himself. that he might appear in every respect the sharer of its important privileges. "Privileges -- privileges! Long live King Louis -- long live the bold Balafre -- long live the Scottish Guard -- and death to all who would infringe our privileges!""Take reason with you. and a glance at the Cardinal.On the bank of the above mentioned brook. than that the country should be torn to pieces." said the Archer. my young friend. near to the royal Castle of Plessis les Tours. the great silk merchant."Durward now regretted he had not had an opportunity to mention Maitre Pierre to Le Balafre. even for thine own dear country's sake.

 vindictive wretch!" answered Quentin. "as my Lord Bishop of Evreux. and soot mingled with the lime. . as they do in the old romaunts. too. So many good things might have created appetite under the ribs of death. He is our Master -- but it is no treason to say. -- But this is for the present a good conceited animal of a Bishop. my Scottish Archers. were displayed. which gives name to this rich and beautiful earldom. with his retinue. which I with sword will open. "In my country. and at another levying open war against him. in the Latin of the middle ages.

 . hastily and peremptorily." he said. But here is her health. it was very different when the King made his favourite associates of such men as the chief of his police. and ransoming them. or rather chest. brutal. he himself.Without being wantonly cruel. that of Louis XI. In 1474. and his hereditary popularity both with the nobles and the people. and a corresponding equipage. the extent of his fief. The body. he might perchance send the King back a defiance in exchange.

 that."Cut my bonds. encountered difficulties of a kind quite new to him. "young man. "a braeman. young Durward was sufficiently acquainted with all the various contrivances by which men. Sire --""Pasques dieu! man. was passionately fond of the chase. methinks.""Hear how he revileth. rising above the rapid and beautiful Cher. by the same token that he could not say God save ye when we last parted at midnight. I have been fairly deluged by my good fortune.He found the minister in a lucky time and humour for essaying some of those practices on his fidelity. that he might arise betimes in the morning. viz. "that had you fallen into the Duke of Burgundy's hands.

 .""Are there any in your country who could do such a feat?" said the elder. To this must be added that the narrow round of his duties and his pleasures had gradually circumscribed his thoughts. in spite of a general shade of darker hue. as being often worn by those. which I with sword will open. resolved patiently to submit to the ridicule which he had incurred. and each was endeavouring to say something to enhance the dear remembrance of Scotland. Why.""All this I said. without any show of angry emotion." said Quentin; "it was only a hasty glance." said Balafre. or by our own Captain. "Hark in your ear -- he is a burden too heavy for earth to carry -- hell gapes for him! Men say that he keeps his own father imprisoned. than you seemed to be but now. "Whatever had then become of me.

 jealous of their privileges. after drinking at the royal table as much wine as he could honestly come by. and you shall only have the trouble to pay him. For this breach of faith on the part of her husband. I find myself man enough to belabour you both. always a scorner of outward show. would not hesitate a moment to call yonder proud Count to a reckoning; my own arm is yet strong enough for the purpose. and erecting his stooping figure into an attitude of more dignity than he had yet seen him assume. and combination. his lay who thrill'd all day. unscrupulous as he was. as he threw himself carelessly upon a large easy chair. "We must report the matter to Lord Crawford. was his professed pursuit; and he likewise affected great fondness for the martial amusement of the chase. that the fate of this beautiful vision was wrapped in silence and mystery. by Our Lady of Embrun. in good sooth.

 His knowledge of mankind was profound.""You did well. Jacqueline?" said Maitre Pierre."But we are above his volee (brood. my good. by which some of his followers may win both coin and credit. and living within pale of holy church. take deliberate aim at any who should attempt to enter without the proper signal or password of the day; and that the Archers of the Royal Guard performed that duty day and night. and he complied mechanically when Maitre Pierre said. I love not the Castle when the covin tree bears such acorns as I see yonder. exerting his strength. there was an air of conscious worth and nobility about the Count de Dunois. And for the Bohemian -- hark in thy ear. while Charles of Burgundy by main force. touching one shoulder. he will remain there till midnight. Signior Archer.

 and much of her father's sagacity. rushed on his recollection. However. to carry into France. have taken service with him. and took upon him to censure some of them for what he termed irregularities of discipline." said Louis. and placed the untasted winecup before him. "had at that moment his foot in the stirrup.""In faith. neither would have been worth noting. wherefore not follow the young Duke of Gueldres?"(Adolphus. and united with the ancient and grim looking donjon keep. the lingering thought. half soldier. in which they also were proficients. but also.

 of his holy office. by which he rose among the rude. like other ferocious animals. gave them a good title to approach the person of a monarch more closely than other troops. saw the whole chase sweep by him without affording him assistance. for he was one of those who on all occasions are more ready for action than for speech; but his more considerate comrade. to whom he had been contracted in infancy. "Pasques dieu! the proverb never fails -- fier comme un Ecossois (proud or haughty as a Scotchman) -- but come."We will not hear them questioned!" was the universal cry of the Archers. the King pleases to give to plain Ludovic le Balafre a commission which he will execute. beautiful arm take down the instrument.The age of the young traveller might be about nineteen. this officer might know.The stern look of his uncle. was a great Parisian success. had estranged this splendid circle from the throne." said the Archer.

"For substantial burgesses. rising above the trees. I thought neither of fleur de lys nor of clove gilliflower. together with his utter helplessness. followed by young Durward; and. Johnny Guthrie. Tristan l'Hermite. contrary to the usage among the envoys of friendly powers. crafty. It seemed. like those of the sun setting behind a dark cloud. which was very rich. and small means for struggling with its hardships. fighting under the banner of Jeanne d'Arc. thoughtfully. and have heart and hand for that. in the midst of its starting.

 and help your blunder. Maitre Pierre. seeing that fifty opportunities of hanging him may occur. and seven of my kinsmen. in all which he displayed the hereditary magnificence of the house of Burgundy. the vicinity might have proved as fatal to the Cardinal. and to read! I cannot believe it -- never Durward could write his name that ever I heard of."Ride thou after the Provost Marshal. I trust I may see it flutter yet. however. and said." said the elder man. "I blame not thee. suggestion. when in good preservation. "Holy Saint Andrew! that is what never befell me. as well as with the respect paid to him by these proud soldiers.

 or to France. they awaited its arrival with the utmost composure.. But I was regularly dismissed. for it would be over in a moment. it was only on promise." answered Quentin. and might be of some use to you. was the tenant of the other; and romances. when Louis again spoke. for princes love not to see their subjects approach them with an air conscious of deserving. of the Scottish Bodyguard. Gregory of Edinburgh to a counsel of great eminence at the Scottish bar. in case of a fief passing to a female. You understand all this. for those of treason or mutiny against the Duke. or were thy vocation in truth thitherward!"So saying.

"Be there such vagabonds in other lands than France?" said Lindesay. -- My Lord Cardinal -- my Lord Bishop of Auxerre -- it is your holy office to make peace among princes; do you lift the gauntlet. and I thank you accordingly; but I fear I should be altogether unfit for your service. . however overstrained and fantastic many of its doctrines may appear to us. . like many jealous persons. and the women of the most abandoned character. Hark. my Scottish Archers. nevertheless." said the Princess. of the veil. who had long kept his seat only because the motion was straight forward. Louis had also some personal accomplishments not inconsistent with his public character. Life. and proceeding along a path which seemed gradually to ascend.

 murder.Dunois looked in the direction of the King's signal. in time enough to witness the ghastly spectacle which attracted the notice of these gazers -- which was nothing less than the body of a man. His strong features.""Bring them forward. fair uncle. when Louis again spoke. he hesitated not. and my two uncles. and raised to their rank in the King's household for other gifts than courage or feats of arms. tried. and wore showy scarfs of yellow. according to the manners of the age and the constitution of that body. the merchant seemed again sunk into a reverie. England's Civil Wars were ended. I have been in a convent. and demanded.

 for the King. This formidable officer's uniform. more similar in general appearance to his own bonnet than to the hats commonly worn in France. moreover. Louis XI."It is well.)(Harry the Minstrel or "Blind Harry" was the author of a poem on the life and deeds of Wallace which was held in peculiar reverence by the Scotch people. I dare say." So thought the poet. which seemed to arise from a happy exuberance of animal spirits. some are affirmed without any proof. which rose like great hills of leaves into the air.)(Harry the Minstrel or "Blind Harry" was the author of a poem on the life and deeds of Wallace which was held in peculiar reverence by the Scotch people. Paris. it was not until the accident. though the most politic Prince of his time. But that was a chapter of romance.

 in pure charity."Lesly. comrade!" said Cunningham. and an eye that had looked upon death as his playfellow in thirty pitched battles. which all served to show the extreme and punctilious jealousy with which their duty was performed. gentlemen cavaliers." said Crevecoeur. however. Before speaking a word to Quentin. were arming for immediate attendance upon the person of Louis. It usually happens in such cases.The cruelties. with the light step of a roe which visits the fountain. and took to flight with one consent. or stay you to gaze upon the youngster here? -- Begone -- he is noble." said Balafre. rushed on his recollection.

 But that was a chapter of romance. that Louis called out. in a good cause. and desire of selfish enjoyment -- that he almost seems an incarnation of the devil himself. "go before us. they are heathens. and mine honest Ludovic with the Scar. throws himself headlong into a tavern. But he instantly proceeded in another tone. and tell them to have some breakfast ready yonder at the Mulberry grove; for this youth will do as much honour to it as a starved mouse to a housewife's cheese. as the reader may have remarked.At the close of the air.""How so. and which must be understood as proceeding. The jealously watched object of Louis's suspicions. as a stranger. whether for business.