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expected, nor desired any aid, except that of the clans, lo place the Stewarts once more on the throne; and when by chance a few adherents joined the standard, he always considered them in the light of new claimants upon the favours of the fulure monarch, who, he concluded, must therefore subtract for their gratificalion so much of the bounty which ought to be shared among his Highland followers.

Edward's views were very different. He could not but observe, that in those towns in which they proclaimed James the Third,“ no man cried, God bless bim. The mob stared and listened, heartless, stupified, and dull, but gave few signs even of that boisterous spirit which induces them to shout upon all occasions, for the mere exercise of their most sweet voices. The Jacobiles had heen laught to believe that the north-western counties abounded with wealthy squires and hardy yeomen, devoted to the cause of the White Rose. But of the wealthier Tories they saw lillle. Some fled from their houses, some feigned themselves sick, some surrendered themselves to the government as suspected persons. Of such as remained, the ignoranl gazed with astonishment, mixed with horror and aversion, at the wild appearance, unknown language, and singular garb, of the Scottish clans. And to the more prudent, their scanty numbers, apparent deficiency in discipline, and poverty of equipment, seemed certain lokens of the calamitous lerminalion of their rash undertaking. Thus the few who joined them were such as bigotry of political principle blinded to consequences, or whose broken fortunes induced to hazard all on a risk so desperale.

The Baron of Bradwardine being asked what he thought of these recruits, took a long pinch of snuff, and answered drily, “that he could not but have an excellent opinion of them, since they resembled precisely the followers who allached themselves to the good King David at the cave of Adullam; videlicet, every one that was in distress, and every one that was in debt, and every one thal was discontented, which the Vulgale renders bitter of soul; and doublless," he said, “they will prove mighly men of their hands, and there is much need that they should, for I have seen many a sour look cast upon us."

But none of these considerations moved Fergus. He admired the luxuriant beauty of the country, and the situation of many of the seats which they passed. “Is Waverley-Honour like that house, Edward ?” "Il is one-half larger."

Is your uncle's park as fine a one as that?” “ It is three times as extensive, and rather resembles a foresl than a mere park.”

““ Flora will be a happy woman.”

" I hope Miss Mac-Ivor will have much reason for happiness, unconnected with Waverley-Honour.”

“I hope so too; but, to be mistress of such a place, will be a pretty addition to the sum total."

An addition, the want of which, I trust, will be amply supplied by some other means.”

“How," said Fergus, stopping short, and turning upon Waverley—“How am I to understand that, Mr. Waverley?-Had I the pleasure to hear you aright ?”

“ Perfectly right, Fergus."

" And I am to understand that you no longer desire iny alliance, and my sister's hard?"

"Your sister has refused mine," said Waverley, "both directly, and by all the usual means by which ladies repress undesired attentions."

“I have no idea," answered the Chieftain, "of a lady dismissing or a gentleman withdrawing his suit, after it has been approved of by her legal guardian, without giving him an opportunity of talking the matter over with the lady. You did not, I suppose, expect my sister to drop into your mouth like a ripe plum, the first moment you chose to open it?”

66 As to the lady's title to dismiss her lover, Colonel,” replied Edward, “it is a point which you must argue with her, as I am ignorant of the customs of the Highlands in that particular. But as to my title to acquiesce in a rejection from her without an appeal to your interest, I will tell you plainly, without meaning to undervalue Miss Mac-Ivor's admitted beauly and accomplishments, that I would not take the hand of an angel, with an empire for her dowry, if her consent were extorted by the importunity of friends and guardians, and did not flow from her own free inclinalion."

"An angel, with the dowry of an empire," repeated Fergus, in a tone of bitter irony,“ is not very likely to be pressed upon a -shire squire. But, sir," changing his tone, “if Flora Mac-Ivor have not the dowry of an empire, she is my sister; and that is sufficient at least to secure her against being treated with any thing approaching to levity.”

" She is Flora Mac-Ivor, sir,” said Waverley, with firmness, “ which to me, were I capable of treating any woman with levity, would be a more effectual protection.”

The brow of the Chieftain was now fully clouded, but Edward felt too indignant at the unreasonable tone which he had adopted, to avert the storm by the least concession. They both stood still while this short dialogue passed, and Fergus seemed half disposed to say something more violent, but, by a strong effort, suppressed his passion, and, turning his face forward, walked sullenly on. As they had always hitherto walked together, and almost constantly

side by side, Waverley pursued his course silently in the same direction, determined to let the Chief take his own limein recovering the good-humour which he had so unreasonably discarded, and firm in his resolution not to bate him an inch of dignity.

After they had marched on in this sullen manner about a mile, Fergus resumed the discourse in a different tone. “I believe I was warm, my dear Edward, but you provoke me with your want of knowledge of the world. You have laken pet at some of Flora's prudery, or high-flying notions of loyalty, and now, like a child, you quarrel with the plaything you have been crying for, and beat me, your faithful keeper, because my arm cannot reach to Edinburgh to hand it lo you. I am sure, if I was passionate, the mortification of losing the alliance of such a friend, after your arrangement had been the talk of both Highlands, and Lowlands, and that without so much as knowing why or wherefore, might well provoke calmer blood than mine. I shall write to Edinburgh, and put all to rights; that is, if you desire I should do so; as indeed I cannot suppose that your good opinion of Flora, it being such as you have often expressed to me, can be at once laid aside.”

6 Colonel Mac-Ivor," said Edward, who had no mind to be hurried farther or faster than he chose, in a matter which he had already considered as broken off," I am fully sensible of the value of your good offices; and certainly, by your zeal on my behalf in such an affair, you do me no small honour. But as Miss Mac-Ivor has made her election freely and voluntarily, and as all my attentions in Edinburgh were received, with more than coldness, I cannot, in justice either to her or myself, consent that she should again be harassed upon this topic. I would have mentioned this to you some time since, but you saw the footing upon which we stood together, and must have understood it. Had I thought otherwise, I would have earlier spoken ; but I had a natural reluctance to enter upon a subject so painful lo us both."

“0, very well, Mr. Waverley," said Fergus, haughlily, thing is at an end. I have no occasion to press my sister upon any man.

“Nor have I any occasion to court repeated rejection from the same young lady,” answered Edward, in the same lone.

" I shall make due inquiry, however," said the Chieftain, without nolicing the interruption," and learn what my sister thinks of all this : we will then see whether it is to end here."

“Respecling such inquiries, you will of course be guided by your own judgment,” said Waverley. “It is, I am aware, impossible Miss Mac-Ivor can change her mind ; and were such an unsupposable case lo happen, it is certain I will not change mine. I only mention this to prevent any possibility of future misconstruction.”

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Gladly at this moment would Mac-Ivor have put their quarrel lo a personal arbitrement; his eye flashed fire, and he measured Edward as if lo choose where he might best plant a mortal wound. But although we do not now quarrel according to the modes and figures of Caranza or Vincent Saviola, no one knew belter than Fergus lbal there must be some decent pretext for a mortal duel. For inslance, you may challenge a man for treading on your corn in a crowd, or for pushing you up to the wall, or for taking your seat in the theatre; but the modern code of honour will not permit you to found a quarrel upon your right of compelling a man to continue addresses to a female relative, which the fair lady has already refused. So that Fergus was compelled to stomach this supposed affront, until the whirligig of time, whose motion he promised himself he would watch most sedulously, should bring about an opportunity of revenge.

Waverley's servant always led a saddle-horse for him in the rear of the baltalion to which he was attached, though his master seldom rode. But now, incensed at the domineering and unreasonable conduct of his late friend, he fell behind the column, and mounted his horse, resolving to seek the Baron of Bradwardine, and request permission to volunteer in his troop, instead of the Mac-Ivor regiment.

“A happy time of it I should have had,” thought he, after he was mounted, “to have been so closely allied to this superb specimen of pride, and self-opinion, and passion. A colonel! why, he should have been a generalissimo. A petty chief of three or four hundred men! his pride might suffice for the Cham of Tartary-lhe Grand Seignior--the Great Mogul! I am well free of him. Were Flora an angel, she would bring with her a second Lucifer of ambition and wrath for a brother-in-law.--'

The Baron, whose learning (like Sancho's jests while in the Sierra Morena ) seemed lo grow mouldy for want of exercise, joyfully embraced the opportunity of Waverley's offering his service in his regiment, to bring it into some exertion. The good-nalured old gentleman, however, laboured to effect a reconciliation between the (wo quondam friends. Fergus lurned a cold ear to his remonstrances, though he gave them a respectful hearing; and as for Waverley, he saw no reason why he should be the first in courting a renewal of the intimacy which the Chieftain had so unreasonably disturbed. The Baron then menlioned the matter to the Prince, who, anxious to prevent quarrels in his little army, declared, he would himself remonstrate with Colonel Mac-lvor on the unreasonableness of his conduct. But, in the hurry of their march, it was a day or two before he had an opportunity to exert his influence in the manner proposed.

In the meanwhile, Waverley turned the instructions he had re

ceived while in Gardiner's dragoons to some account, and assisted the Baron in his command as a sort of adjutant. 5. Parmi les aveugles un borgne est roi," says the French proverb; and the cavalry, which consisted chiefly of Lowland gentlemen, their tenants and servants, formed a high opinion of Waverley's skill, and a great attachment to his person. This was indeed partly owing to the satisfaction which they felt at the distinguished English volunleer's leaving the Highlanders to rank among them; for there was a latent grudge between the horse and foot, not only owing to the difference of the services, but because most of the gentlemen, living near the Highlands, had at one time or other had quarrels with the tribes in their vicinity, and all of them looked with a jealous eye on the Highlanders' avowed pretensions to superior valour and utility in the Prince's service.

CHAPTER LVIII.

THE CONFUSION OF KING AGRAMANT'S CAMP.

It was Waverley's custom sometimes to ride a little apart from the main body, to look at any object of curiosity which occurred on the march. They were now in Lancashire, when, attracted by a castellaled old hall, he left the squadron for half an hour, to take a survey and slight skelch of it. As he returned down the avenue, he was met by Ensign Maccombich. This man had contracted a sort of regard for Edward since the day of his first seeing him at TullyVeolan, and introducing him to the Highlands. He seemed to loiter, as if on purpose to meet with our hero. Yet, as he passed him, he only approached his stirrup, and pronounced the single word, 44 Beware!" and then walked swiftly on, shunning all further communicalion.

Edward, somewhat surprised at this hint, followed with his eyes the course of Evan, who speedily disappeared among the trees. His servant, Alick Polwarth, who was in attendance, also looked after the Highlander, and then riding up close to his master, said,

" The ne'er be in me, sir, if I think you're safe amang thae Highland rinthereouls."

"What do you mean, Alick ?" said Waverley.

“The Mac-Ivors, sir, hae gotten it into their heads, that ye hae affronted their young leddy, Miss Flora ; I hae heard mae than ane say, they wadoa tak muckle to mak a black-cock o'ye; and ye ken weel eneugh there's mony o' them wadna mind a bawbee the weising a ball through the Prince himsell, an the Chief gae them the

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