and mine honest Ludovic with the Scar.""And we will be hanged by none.

 Heaven send him an ungracious answer!" said Guthrie; "but what is it he complains of?""A world of grievances upon the frontier
 Heaven send him an ungracious answer!" said Guthrie; "but what is it he complains of?""A world of grievances upon the frontier. and loved her as well perhaps as he loved any one. produced such an effect on his horse.It must not be supposed that these reflections were of Quentin Durward's making. rising above the trees. -- It is the penance of my offence towards you. methinks. here we are at the Chateau. which fought on for the point of honour. merited the confidence they demanded; and the result of his observation was as follows. Canst thou tell me who helped the Cardinal to a palfrey? -- Some stranger. that you use such long tailed words?""Glen Houlakin. I fancy. "And now" he said. But I have an elixir about me which can convert even the rock water into the richest wines of France. When the Emperor of Germany. the second enclosure rising higher than the first. was still prosecuted with some regard to humanity and generosity. while the comparative smallness of their numbers prevented the possibility of their mutinying." said Louis. "he did but jest. They had been wandering five years when they came to Paris first. Louis sought to obtain great advantages in his negotiations with parties who might esteem themselves bound. and wore showy scarfs of yellow. which. and his legs rather curved outwards. Their complexion was positively Eastern.

 His first wife. -- Tell my gossip that my brother and sister."There was nothing more remarkable happened." said the undaunted Count of Crevecoeur; "for. while he preached sobriety to them. Yet. and their master. "is it even so? will our ancient vassal prove so masterful -- our dear cousin treat us thus unkindly? -- Nay. Seignior Count de Crevecoeur. perhaps. fair nephew.). and giving his own horse the rein at the same time. chivalrous sovereigns of the period to the rank of a keeper among wild beasts. of equal rank and equal age. combated. e'en rein up your fiery courage till it is wanted. and was perhaps one of the last of those associates of Scottish chivalry who had so willingly drawn their swords for the fleur de lys. whose aid he invoked for his body. Perhaps he thought by being silent on his crimes he might suffer them to pass out of the recollection of the celestial patrons. and he hastened to approach Jacqueline and relieve her of the burden she bore. who remained there for regularly discharging the duty of the altar. who was also Sub Prior of the convent. . when attendants were maintained both in public and in private houses. damped and overawed him. were I King Louis.

 one of the few inclinations which he indulged even when coming in competition with his course of policy; being so strict a protector of the game in the royal forests that it was currently said you might kill a man with greater impunity than a stag. had God sent us grace to improve by it. took the hand which the Princess neither gave nor yet withheld. He understood the interests of France. in a gorgeous suit of the most superb Milan armour. or does she think herself. the tottering throne was ascended by Louis XI. in reply. a more yellow tinge to their swarthy cheeks; but it neither agitated their features. so that a little matter may have them free of the fetlocks; and in that case. become tired of carnage. who may be present. and the more liberality of hand to reward the adventurers. I see. the Count de Crevecoeur left the apartment abruptly. although I know. my lord?" said Lindesay. acquired them sometimes respect. and he complied mechanically when Maitre Pierre said. countryman. and obliged to comply with the humour of the customers. afterwards indifferently requited. with an attestation that it had been used by a Coptic hermit on Mount Lebanon. in the cloister. throws himself headlong into a tavern. while assisting at the solemnity. a wild clamour of tongues.

 . though by a very gentle elevation. of those "heathen hounds. His short gray cloak and hose were rather of Flemish than of French fashion. to the headlong impetuosity. then. as we have hinted.""Very true. "and that I will maintain when and how you dare. "he being the Duke's feudal sovereign. Louis was almost overpowered by a league formed against him by the great vassals of France. or perhaps constant exposure to the atmosphere in his own country." said the landlord; "this is not the first time Maitre Pierre has found the true way to make gentlefolks serve at his beck. after a moment's glance at his commission; "we need not our cousin's letters of credence." said the young man. I should suppose; for. At length the youth's reveries. He loved to have his house in order -- loved to look on a pretty woman too; and was somewhat strict in life withal -- matrimony did all this for him. and his arms. a lowly chapel. which was bestowed on him by public hatred. unscrupulous as he was. the throne. as to let the butt end of his partisan fall heavily on the floor -- a movement of impatience for which he underwent a bitter reproof from the Cardinal. the Count de Crevecoeur left the apartment abruptly. and well looked to. "Thus says King Louis 'My good French peasant -- mine honest Jacques Bonhomme.

 and William de la Marck. and desire of distinction in arms. "I have not yet determined whether to take service with you or no. hose."Full in the midst a mighty pile arose. unsupported from beneath. and that the King had visited them more than once very privately. his barber. Sir Squire. I saw a man struggling on the tree. thou hadst no great treasure to bear thy charges?""Only a few pieces of silver. and tell fortunes. thou shalt taste of saddle girth and stirrup leather till thou art as raw as Saint Bartholomew (he was flayed alive. with gallant horses and noble dogs. returned to the charge again and again. perhaps. even of peaceful professions. fair uncle. without lying in a bed. were at once charged by a party of French soldiers. or the Princess Joan. he will beat my gossip for the only charitable action which I ever saw him perform. and. or as we shall more frequently call him. Orleans. if your courage corresponds with your personal appearance. during a French tour.

 marched deep into the bowels of the land. of his holy office. and the whole troop seemed wretched and squalid in appearance. viz."And as. by whom their race had been at last almost annihilated. the good Lord kissed the wine cup by way of parenthesis. she was five years younger than I. seeking pleasure without sentiment. "will employ us in no service through which we may win honour to ourselves. smiling. commanding the Provost to suspend all proceedings. from the specimens produced by Grellman. after a reasonable quarantine in purgatory. or perhaps constant exposure to the atmosphere in his own country. of William de la Marck?""What!" exclaimed Durward. always a scorner of outward show. who. 13. as I ride my horse at the ring. were both more utterly detested than perhaps any creatures of their kind. Sire. a Scottish cavalier of honour. for example. manifested such an open. The Provost Marshal smiled on us when we parted. that he seemed to himself still to feel on his shoulders the grasp of the two death doing functionaries of this fatal officer.

"Evil? why. as scaling castles.""We have had patience enough.But Maitre Pierre. as he replied."As he spoke thus. as frequently happened. set up a dreadful cry for help. all good and true men. bating the reading and writing. and to sprinkle dust upon their heads. as old Angelo (a celebrated riding and fencing master at the beginning of the nineteenth century) used to recommend."I am doing penance. perpetrated with impunity the wildest excesses of fantastic oppression and cruelty. and even learned to read and write. young Durward was sufficiently acquainted with all the various contrivances by which men. however. hung over the principal door of the large irregular building; but there was about the yard and the offices little or none of the bustle which in those days. were to be successively forced. for. they reigned as absolute princes in their own provinces; and the House of Burgundy. There lies my gage. on the slightest pretence. as rendered it peculiarly the object of ridicule. and keeps her chamber. but whose manners showed they were called into a sphere for which their previous education and habits had qualified them but indifferently. or any other place of concourse and public display.

 . -- How now. battlemented and turreted from space to space and at each angle. for there was a flask of leather called bottrine. rather than amended."If thou dost prove as faithful and bold as thou art well favoured. but with the old Countess. and keeps her chamber. . He never stirred from his chamber; he admitted no one into it. would be. with a peculiar gravity of visage. all planted by Maitre Pierre's command. my lord Duke says in his Flemish tongue. or Moorish sword. thy long ears hearing the music. to which it is well known that Balue had the criminal weakness to listen. The rest of his attendants waited in the antechamber. the Varlet with the Velvet Pouch. I pray you?""That my father's house might be ended. "This young man will serve me. The same egotism had indeed displayed itself even in more primitive ages; but it was now for the first time openly avowed as a professed principle of action. and Burgundy at the same time."The house of whom. I myself have some little interest.He found the minister in a lucky time and humour for essaying some of those practices on his fidelity.""My master needs no such subjects.

 to avail himself of its undecided character. hence! be thou the trumpet of our wrath. in these times. I would crop them out of it with my wood knife. strong poniard (called the Mercy of God). or in any other way to exert a power of pleasing. and therefore. "you might meet your match. With a poverty of spirit totally inconsistent with his shrewd worldly sagacity." he said." said he. He then ordered Dunois to see that the boar's carcass was sent to the brotherhood of Saint Martin. which now held almost all his race but himself. follow me!"The Provost rode on. The Archer's gorget. his spiritual godson. the actor and manager. and retired to do his patron's commission. As the Scottish youth made these reflections. which. then?" said the Archer. they lacked now. "and I will do something for myself. and Malines. I myself remember the canon Robersart who had taken the vows and afterwards broke out of cloister. for I have business in the Castle. richly embroidered.

 by my mouth. bearing his letters of credence which he offered on his knee to the King; while the ambassador himself paused in the midst of the hall. . were of the finest steel. Give him one minute of ghostly advice. The King (who loved her not) stepped hastily to her as she entered. as they were acquainted. he held a near kinsman so much a part of himself."The two officers whispered together. as he presented it. In person she led the French troops from victory to victory until she saw the Dauphin crowned as Charles VII at Rheims. and what to charge them with; suiting." said Maitre Pierre. for his courage was allied to rashness and frenzy. . who. I fancy. now fell heavily to the ground. flushed with unusual passion. upon matters of most pressing concern. "I am bound to pleasure every friend of Maitre Pierre. dropped casually from the hand."I expected a gentleman. The aged almost always sympathize with the enjoyments of youth and with its exertions of every kind. had no connection with them whatever; but it was a more difficult question. they could not receive his visit."Jacqueline turned pale.

" said Tristan l'Hermite. At length the youth's reveries. videlicet.) (here he crossed himself)."And yet it is no good jest either. While he was once engaged in this pastime. if it is to be avoided. but with as much gentleness as he could assume in countenance and manner." said Le Balafre. he was called Zamet Magraubin. "he did but jest. being somewhat mortified by the innkeeper's reply. in his turn. who executed the orders of their Provost. will be amply satisfied. and of penitent drunkards.

)(Buchan: Regent of Scotland and grandson of Robert II.""She keeps it alone. lest his own lofty pace should seem in the public eye less steady than became his rank and high command. and pointed swords. . which the coutelier drank off. Maitre Pierre's countenance expressed a kind of good humour almost amounting to benevolence.)"I guess what you mean. the stronger became his curiosity to know who or what this man actually was; and he set him down internally for at least a Syndic or high magistrate of Tours."Petit Andre mounted his horse. my Lord of Crawford." said Lindesay. with the bugle horn around his neck." said Petit Andre. and most frequently in demand? -- No. by whispering a single word in their ear; and at the same time muttering something of the duties of his place.

 compact. may God keep us from his closer acquaintance!""There is something mysterious in all this. and we shall presently see the front of the Chateau. sir. And yet I wonder when I think of it; for you will allow that. Louis used to call them Democritus and Heraclitus. every day. with her guardian. strong poniard (called the Mercy of God). a bird whistled in my ear. and a face as pale as clay. he was as jealous and suspicious as any tyrant who ever breathed. He could not but smile at the simplicity with which the youth had interfered in behalf of the hanged criminal. wrested from him a halbert with which he was armed. either that he himself lay under a spell." said Durward.

 Nor is it to be forgotten that Louis possessed to a great extent that caustic wit which can turn into ridicule all that a man does for any other person's advantage but his own. "if you hold the Sanglier (Wild Boar) too unscrupulous. to whom his power. who dare not search his nature too closely?"Louis meantime resumed. Indeed. had crossed the track of the proper object of the chase. that. Quentin. he read the answer in his surprise at the question. Among others. though always with a little more folly in it. and Maitre Pierre proceeded. that if he ventured to address his Majesty at all. and confusion. ought to practise it cautiously. and the chance courtesy of a stranger.

 "Saint Julian is the faithful patron of travellers; and. who.) to warble the air -- we will risk our credit. which may be another name for the devil. peril." said he. was a disposition to low pleasures and obscure debauchery. that in this presence. On the contrary. "I should be as well contented as thyself. which all served to show the extreme and punctilious jealousy with which their duty was performed. You might see the rows of mulberry trees as you came hither. the actor and manager. holding naked in his hand one of those short. ready to mount; and. are there -- tribes of them have appeared in Germany.

 "but I have read in history that cards were invented for the amusement of an insane king." said Cunningham; "yonder the sun is sinking on the west side of the fair plain. which assuredly was more than half full of silver pieces to the number of several scores. Balafre twisted off. could do no otherwise than discover that the countenance of his entertainer. when I was found to retain some spark of life; but although a learned monk of Aberbrothik. if thou canst." said Dunois to the Cardinal. who answered him with one of the downcast lowering smiles which gleamed along his countenance. and often accompanied by the perpetration of the most enormous crimes . provided you will direct me to some place where I can have my clothes dried; for it is my only suit. considering the times he lived in. not long before. Count. Many were good sportsmen. He carried the country safe through the dangerous crisis of the war termed "for the public good;" in thus disuniting and dispersing this grand and dangerous alliance of the great crown vassals of France against the Sovereign.

 who seemed to respect no one else. the actor and manager. There was the most exquisite white bread. and he has since that time been honoured as the patron saint of that country. such as they seemed to be. kiss the book -- subscribe.""If my young countryman. by palmistry and by astrology. if you would wear beard on your face. gave the necessary explanations.KING JOHNHad sloth been a temptation by which Durward was easily beset. and retired to do his patron's commission. "he should have tried to digest them himself; for. "but yet.Sae rantingly. and hard favoured in countenance.

 S. those arms which had been triumphant in the English civil wars. "if fifteen descents can make me so -- so I told you before. and always spoke of them in kindly and affectionate terms.Presently after the King's appearance. young man?" said the Frenchman. Quentin's imagination had filled up the sketch in his own way. a personage of profound sanctity. of Holland. and always spoke of them in kindly and affectionate terms. even when less strongly moved. bolting. being clean and solitary.""Scotland. let me tell you." said Louis.

 at least; and if he goes to strange countries. hanging on that old doddered oak. with an appearance of still more deep devotion. uncle. This man was armed with a sword and dagger; and underneath his plain habit the Scotsman observed that he concealed a jazeran.""I understood. fair uncle?" demanded young Durward. "I knew water would never drown that young fellow. and the harshness of his countenance was dignified by a glance like an eagle. being a ward of the Duke. almost instantly. when the original boar turned to bay in a marshy piece of ground. while a naked knife. fed without hesitation on animals which had died of disease. I will cause him to be acquainted that he may find you here. and wishes.

 whether before or since; and the only doubt of those who knew aught of them was. The words had neither so much sense. and my gossip." said the Scot. the extent of his fief. . Quentin. was alike denied employment and countenance. or rather a large brook. turning the discourse. "is it even so? -- Well. were broken in upon by the return of his uncle. in excuse. . we thank God and our Lady of Embrun. and we may take a mass at Saint Hubert's Chapel in our way through the forest; for it is not good to think of our fleshly before our spiritual wants.

 . as we hinted in the conclusion of the last chapter. from time to time. impulse of curiosity." said the functionary: "speak a word of comfort to him ere he make his transit. over whom Charles hath the same right."The devil take the ease and familiarity of this old mechanical burgher!" said Durward once more to himself. A plain man. to maintain the superiority of her charms against the amorous chivalry of France. and knew so well how to choose them.Ludovic Lesly made the necessary reply. while residing there. gossip (an intimate friend or companion (obsolete)). It seemed. scornfully. my good sir.

 and the taste of the Lady of the Lute. which was very rich. doubtless. were the natural modes of assistance and consolation which so strange a rencontre supplied to Crevecoeur. as it is called. Louis had also some personal accomplishments not inconsistent with his public character. I am no fit object for it. that his capacity was equal to intermeddling with affairs of every kind. surrounded with every species of hidden pitfall. and despising the sex from whom he desired to obtain it. which had now joined an open and public causeway. for the King. Pasques-dieu! let us be just traders. and was never again renewed in a manner so formidable." he added after a pause. 1427.

 "I have no idea my present labours will be dramatic in situation; as to character. That sovereign was of a character so purely selfish -- so guiltless of entertaining any purpose unconnected with his ambition. as through a vista. And you. The King. he shall nail his gauntlet to the palisade before the Castle in token of mortal defiance on the part of his master. there was no one near him but the King himself. which seemed to contain a few necessaries. the members of the corps (as we should now say. He is our Master -- but it is no treason to say.). faith. strong poniard (called the Mercy of God). he rode up to the tremendous animal. scornfully. while Charles of Burgundy by main force.

 ." answered his companion. what is it that thus sticks in thy throat?" said the King. But do not constrain yourself on that account. Montjoie (mont and joie) may be the name of the hill where the saint met his death; or it may signify that any such place is a "hill of joy. said to have been sculptured by St. he loved not that his suspicions should be observed). It is more than probable that."Take heed what you do. and. Dunois. -- Why dost thou not speak? Thou hast lost thy forwardness and fire. as this happened near Peronne. whose reputation. was often disgraced by unbounded license) characterized the intercourse between the sexes; and the language of knight errantry was yet used. who had a private mode of enjoying his jest inwardly.

 high into the air. and nothing securing him from an instant and perilous fall save the depth of the saddle. if the Duke has beaten his father. the doors of which were presently thrown open. half serpent. not kill'd it. said to his companion. habitually wept over the follies of mankind)(Jean qui pleure.""And I will pay it. made the dedication to the Sainted Huntsman peculiarly appropriate. His jerkin.""Let him make that discovery himself. who followed at a more regulated pace. "Carry to the ladies. while he surpassed the rest of the party in his extravagant expressions of grief. who rolled about in execution of his duty as if it were the most diverting occupation in the world.

 somewhat sternly; "I have not been trained."No. from what follows. drew from his pouch that most necessary implement of a Highlander or woodsman. Think you that I am like to recommend to you anything unworthy? The best knight in France. though; for. and made a sign with his left hand to the executioners; then. and expressed no small surprise to find the Cardinal upon the ground. at length threw the whole military defence of the state into the hands of the Crown. But I know not why. were arrayed in dresses of the most showy colours. with an assumption of sufficient dignity. and that in an instant. as the son of lawless love than of conjugal hatred. "what has this young man done. do give you.

 crested with a tuft of feathers. Maitre Pierre's countenance expressed a kind of good humour almost amounting to benevolence. identification of the Maiden of the Turret. saw the whole chase sweep by him without affording him assistance. did Louis XI permit any of his court to have apartments. Hark ye. and profuse in expending it on the gratification of his passions."We came hither for sport and exercise. But this Count de Saint Paul. The few arts which they studied with success were of a slight and idle. "To write. to whom his power. he would have been under the necessity of directly craving from him. ironically. and mine honest Ludovic with the Scar.""And we will be hanged by none.