I perceive, he said, that Sir William Ashton is unwilling to announced himself in the Castle of Wolfs Crag. I had hoped it was unnecessary, said the Lord Keeper, relieved from his silence, as a spectre by the voice of the exorcist, and I am obliged to you, Master of Ravenswood, for breaking the ice at once, where circumstancesunhappy circumstances, let me call themrendered selfintroduction peculiarly awkward. And I am not then, said the Master of Ravenswood, gravely, to consider the honour of this visit as purely accidental? Let us distinguish a little, said the Keeper, assuming an appearance of ease which perhaps his heart was a stranger to; this is an honour which I have eagerly desired for some time, but which I might never have obtained, save for the accident of the storm. My daughter and I are alike grateful for this opportunity of thanking the brave man to whom she owes her life and I mine. The hatred which divided the great families in the feudal times had lost little of its bitterness, though it no longer expressed itself in deeds of open violence. Not the feelings which Ravenswood had begun to entertain towards Lucy Ashton, not the hospitality due to his guests, were able entirely to subdue, though they warmly combated, the deep passions which arose within him at beholding his fathers foe standing in the hall of the family of which he had in a great measure accelerated the ruin. His looks glanced from the father to the daughter with an irresolution of which Sir William Ashton did not think it proper to await the conclusion. He had now disembarrassed himself of his ridingdress, and walking up to his daughter, he undid the fastening of her mask. Lucy, my love, he said, raising her and leading her towards Ravenswood, lay aside your mask, and let us express our gratitude to the Master openly and barefaced. If he will condescend to accept it, was all that Lucy uttered; but in a tone so sweetly modulated, and which seemed to imply at once a feeling and a forgiving of the cold reception to which they were exposed, that, coming from a creature so innocent and so beautiful, her words cut Ravenswood to the very heart for his harshness. He muttered something of surprise, something of confusion, and, ending with a warm and eager expression of his happiness at being able to afford her shelter under his roof, he saluted her, as the ceremonial of the time enjoined upon such occasions. Their cheeks had touched and were withdrawn from each other; Ravenswood had not quitted the hand which he had taken in kindly courtesy; a blush, which attached more consequence by far than was usual to such ceremony, still mantled on Lucy Ashtons beautiful cheek, when the apartment was suddenly illuminated by a flash of lightning, which seemed absolutely to swallow the darkness of the hall. Every object might have been for an instant seen distinctly. The slight and halfsinking form of Lucy Ashton; the wellproportioned and stately figure of Ravenswood, his dark features, and the fiery yet irresolute expression of his eyes; the old arms and scutcheons which hung on the walls of the apartment, were for an instant distinctly visible to the Keeper by a strong red brilliant glare of light. Its disappearance was almost instantly followed by a burst of thunder, for the stormcloud was very near the castle; and the peal was so sudden and dreadful, that the old tower rocked to its foundation, and every inmate concluded it was falling upon them. The soot, which had not been disturbed for centuries, showered down the huge tunnelled chimneys; lime and dust flew in clouds from the wall; and, whether the lightning had actually struck the castle or whether through the violent concussion of the air, several heavy stones were hurled from the mouldering battlements into the roaring sea beneath. It might seem as if the ancient founder of the castle were bestriding the thunderstorm, and proclaiming his displeasure at the reconciliation of his descendant with the enemy of his house. The consternation was general, and it required the efforts of both the Lord Keeper and Ravenswood to keep Lucy from fainting. Thus was the Master a second time engaged in the most delicate and dangerous of all tasks, that of affording support and assistance to a beautiful and helpless being, who, as seen before in a similar situation, had already become a favourite of his imagination, both when awake and when slumbering. If the genius of the house really condemned a union betwixt the Master and his fair guest, the means by which he expressed his sentiments were as unhappily chosen as if he had been a mere mortal. The train of little attentions, absolutely necessary to soothe the young ladys mind, and aid her in composing her spirits, necessarily threw the Master of Ravenswood into such an intercourse with her father as was calculated, for the moment at least, to break down the barrier of feudal enmity which divided them. To express himself churlishly, or even coldly, towards an old man whose daughter (and such a daughter) lay before them, overpowered with natural terrorand all this under his own roof, the thing was impossible; and by the time that Lucy, extending a hand to each, was able to thank them for their kindness, the Master felt that his sentiments of hostility towards the Lord Keeper were by no means those most predominant in his bosom. The weather, her state of health, the absence of her attendants, all prevented the possibility of Lucy Ashton renewing her journey to Bittlebrains House, which was full five miles distant; and the Master of Ravenswood could not but, in common courtesy, offer the shelter of his roof for the rest of the day and for the night. But a flush of less soft expression, a look much more habitual to his features, resumed predominance when he mentioned how meanly he was provided for the entertainment of his guests. Do not mention deficiencies, said the Lord Keeper, eager to interrupt him and prevent his resuming an alarming topic; you are preparing to set out for the Continent, and your house is probably for the present unfurnished. All this we understand; but if you mention inconvenience, you will oblige us to seek accommodations in the hamlet. As the Master of Ravenswood was about to reply, the door of the hall opened, and Caleb Balderstone rushed in. CHAPTER XI. Let them have meat enough, womanhalf a hen; There be old rotten pilchardsput them off too; Tis but a little new anointing of them, And a strong onion, that confounds the savour. Loves Pilgrimage. The thunderbolt, which had stunned all who were within hearing of it, had only served to awaken the bold and inventive genius of the flower of majorsdomo. Almost before the clatter had ceased, and while there was yet scarce an assurance whether the castle was standing or falling, Caleb exclaimed, Heaven be praised! this comes to hand like the boul of a pintstoup. He then barred the kitchen door in the face of the Lord Keepers servant, whom he perceived returning from the party at the gate, and muttering, How the deil cam he in?but deil may care. Mysie, what are ye sitting shaking and greeting in the chimneyneuk for? Come hereor stay where ye are, and skirl as loud as ye can; its a yere gude for. I say, ye auld deevil, skirlskirllouderlouder, woman; gar the gentles hear ye in the ha. I have heard ye as far off as the Bass for a less matter. And staydown wi that crockery And with a sweeping blow, he threw down from a shelf some articles of pewter and earthenware. He exalted his voice amid the clatter, shouting and roaring in a manner which changed Mysies hysterical terrors of the thunder into fears that her old fellowservant was gone distracted. He has dung down a the bits o pigs, toothe only thing we had left to haud a soup milkand he has spilt the hatted hit that was for the Masters dinner. Mercy save us, the auld mans gaen clean and clear wud wi the thunner! Haud your tongue, ye b! said Caleb, in the impetuous and overbearing triumph of successful invention, as provided nowdinner and athing; the thunners done a in a clap of a hand! Puir man, hes muckle astray, said Mysie, looking at him with a mixture of pity and alarm; I wish he may ever come hame to himsell again. Here, ye auld doited deevil, said Caleb, still exulting in his extrication from a dilemma which had seemed insurmountable; keep the strange man out of the kitchen; swear the thunner came down the chimney and spoiled the best dinner ye ever dressedbeefbaconkidlarkleveretwild fowlvenison, and what not. Lay it on thick, and never mind expenses. Ill awa up to the la. Make a the confusion ye can; but be sure ye keep out the strange servant. With these charges to his ally, Caleb posted up to the hall, but stopping to reconnoitre through an aperture, which time, for the convenience of many a domestic in succession, had made in the door, and perceiving the situation of Miss Ashton, he had prudence enough to make a pause, both to avoid adding to her alarm and in order to secure attention to his account of the disastrous effects of the thunder. But when he perceived that the lady was recovered, and heard the conversation turn upon the accommodation and refreshment which the castle afforded, he thought it time to burst into the room in the manner announced in the last chapter. Willawins!willawins! Such a misfortune to befa the house of Ravenswood, and I to live to see it. What is the matter, Caleb? said his master, somewhat alarmed in his turn; has any part of the castle fallen? Castle faan! na, but the sutes faan, and the thunners come right down the kitchenlum, and the things are a lying here awa, there awa, like the Laird o Hotchpotchs lands; and wi brave guests of honour and quality to entertain (a low bow here to Sir William Ashton and his daughter), and naething left in the house fit to present for dinner, or for supper either, for aught that I can see! I very believe you, Caleb, said Ravenswood, drily. Balderstone here turned to his master a halfupbraiding, halfimploring countenance, and edged towards him as he repeated, It was nae great matter of preparation; but just something added to your honours ordinary course of farepetty cover, as they say at the Louvrethree courses and the fruit. Keep your intolerable nonsense to yourself, you old fool! said Ravenswood, mortified at his officiousness, yet not knowing how to contradict him, without the risk of giving rise to scenes yet more ridiculous. Caleb saw his advantage, and resolved to improve it. But first, observing that the Lord Keepers servant entered the apartment and spoke apart with his master, he took the same opportunity to whisper a few words into Ravenswoods ear Haud your tongue, for heavens sake, sir; if its my pleasure to hazard my soul in telling lees for the honour of the family, its nae business o yours; and if ye let me gang on quietly, Ise be moderate in my banquet; but if ye contradict me, deil but I dress ye a dinner fit for a duke! Ravenswood, in fact, thought it would be best to let his officious butler run on, who proceeded to enumerate upon his fingersNo muckle provisionmight hae served four persons of honour,first course, capons in white brothroast kidbacon with reverence; second course, roasted leveretbutter crabsa veal florentine; third course, blackcockits black eneugh now wi the suteplumdamasa tarta flamand some nonsense sweet things, and comfitsand thats a, he said, seeing the impatience of his masterthats just a was otforbye the apples and pears. Miss Ashton had by degrees gathered her spirits, so far as to pay some attention to what was going on; and observing the restrained impatience of Ravenswood, contrasted with the peculiar determination of manner with which Caleb detailed his imaginary banquet, the whole struck her as so ridiculous that, despite every effort to the contrary, she burst into a fit of incontrollable laughter, in which she was joined by her father, though with more moderation, and finally by the Master of Ravenswood himself, though conscious that the jest was at his own expense. Their mirthfor a scene which we read with little emotion often appears extremely ludicrous to the spectatorsmade the old vault ring again. They ceasedthey renewedthey ceasedthey renewed again their shouts of laughter! Caleb, in the mean time, stood his ground with a grave, angry, and scornful dignity, which greatly enhanced the ridicule of the scene and mirth of the spectators. At length, when the voices, and nearly the strength, of the laughers were exhausted, he exclaimed, with very little ceremony The deils in the gentles! they breakfast sae lordly, that the loss of the best dinner ever cook pat fingers to makes them as merry as if it were the best jeest in a George Buchanan. If there was as little in your honours wames as there is in Caleb Balderstones, less caickling wad serve ye on sic a gravaminous subject. Calebs blunt expression of resentment again awakened the mirth of the company, which, by the way, he regarded not only as an aggression upon the dignity of the family, but a special contempt of the eloquence with which he himself had summed up the extent of their supposed losses. A description of a dinner, as he said afterwards to Mysie, that wad hae made a fu man hungry, and them to sit there laughing at it! But, said Miss Ashton, composing her countenance as well as she could, are all these delicacies so totally destroyed that no scrap can be collected? Collected, my leddy! what wad ye collect out of the sute and the ass? Ye may gang down yoursell, and look into our kitchenthe cookmaid in the trembling exiesthe gude vivers lying a aboutbeef, capons, and white brothflorentine and flamsbacon wi reverenceand a the sweet confections and whimwhamsyell see them a, my leddythat is, said he, correcting himself, yell no see ony of them now, for the cook has soopit them up, as was weel her part; but yell see the white broth where it was spilt. I pat my fingers in it, and it tastes as like sour milk as ony thing else; if that isna the effect of thunner, I kenna what is. This gentleman here couldna but hear the clash of our haill dishes, china and silver thegither? The Lord Keepers domestic, though a statesmans attendant, and of course trained to command his countenance upon all occasions, was somewhat discomposed by this appeal, to which he only answered by a bow. I think, Mr. Butler, said the Lord Keeper, who began to be afraid lest the prolongation of this scene should at length displease RavenswoodI think that, were you to retire with my servant Lockhardhe has travelled, and is quite accustomed to accidents and contingencies of every kind, and I hope betwixt you, you may find out some mode of supply at this emergency. His honour kens, said Caleb, who, however hopeless of himself of accomplishing what was desirable, would, like the highspirited elephant, rather have died in the effort than brooked the aid of a brother in commissionhis honour kens weel I need nae counsellor, when the honour of the house is concerned. I should be unjust if I denied it, Caleb, said his master; but your art lies chiefly in making apologies, upon which we can no more dine than upon the bill of fare of our thunderblasted dinner. Now, possibly Mr. Lockhards talent may consist in finding some substitute for that which certainly is not, and has in all probability never been. Your honour is pleased to be facetious, said Caleb, but I am sure that, for the warst, for a walk as far as Wolfs Hope, I could dine forty menno that the folk there deserve your honours custom. They hae been ill advised in the matter of the duty eggs and butter, I winna deny that. Do go consult together, said the Master; go down to the village, and do the best you can. We must not let our guests remain without refreshment, to save the honour of a ruined family. And here, Caleb, take my purse; I believe that will prove your best ally. Purse! purse, indeed! quoth Caleb, indignantly flinging out of the room; what suld I do wi your honours purse, on your ain grund? I trust we are no to pay for our ain? The servants left the hall; and the door was no sooner shut than the Lord Keeper began to apologise for the rudeness of his mirth; and Lucy to hope she had given no pain or offence to the kindhearted faithful old man. Caleb and I must both learn, madam, to undergo with good humour, or at least with patience, the ridicule which everywhere attaches itself to poverty. You do yourself injustice, Master of Ravenswood, on my word of honour, answered his elder guest. I believe I know more of your affairs than you do yourself, and I hope to show you that I am interested in them; and thatin short, that your prospects are better than you apprehend. In the mean time, I can conceive nothing so respectable as the spirit which rises above misfortune, and prefers honourable privations to debt or dependence. Whether from fear of offending the delicacy or awakening the pride of the Master, the Lord Keeper made these allusions with an appearance of fearful and hesitating reserve, and seemed to be afraid that he was intruding too far, in venturing to touch, however lightly, upon such a topic, even when the Master had led to it. In short, he appeared at once pushed on by his desire of appearing friendly, and held back by the fear of intrusion. It was no wonder that the Master of Ravenswood, little acquainted as he then was with life, should have given this consummate courtier credit for more sincerity than was probably to be found in a score of his cast. He answered, however, with reserve, that he was indebted to all who might think well of him; and, apologising to his guests, he left the hall, in order to make such arrangements for their entertainment as circumstances admitted. Upon consulting with old Mysie, the accommodations for the night were easily completed, as indeed they admitted of little choice. The Master surrendered his apartment for the use of Miss Ashton, and Mysie, once a person of consequence, dressed in a black satin gown which had belonged of yore to the Masters grandmother, and had figured in the courtballs of Henrietta Maria, went to attend her as ladysmaid. He next inquired after Bucklaw, and understanding he was at the changehouse with the huntsmen and some companions, he desired Caleb to call there, and acquaint him how he was circumstanced at Wolfs Crag; to intimate to him that it would be most convenient if he could find a bed in the hamlet, as the elder guest must necessarily be quartered in the secret chamber, the only spare bedroom which could be made fit to receive him. The Master saw no hardship in passing the night by the hall fire, wrapt in his campaigncloak; and to Scottish domestics of the day, even of the highest rank, nay, to young men of family or fashion, on any pinch, clean straw, or a dry hayloft, was always held good nightquarters. For the rest, Lockhard had his masters orders to bring some venison from the inn, and Caleb was to trust to his wits for the honour of his family. The Master, indeed, a second time held out his purse; but, as it was in sight of the strange servant, the butler thought himself obliged to decline what his fingers itched to clutch. Couldna he hae slippit it gently into my hand? said Caleb; but his honour will never learn how to bear himsell in siccan cases. Mysie, in the mean time, according to a uniform custom in remote places in Scotland, offered the strangers the produce of her little dairy, while better meat was getting ready. And according to another custom, not yet wholly in desuetude, as the storm was now drifting off to leeward, the Master carried the Keeper to the top of his highest tower to admire a wide and waste extent of view, and to weary for his dinner. CHAPTER XII. Now dame, quoth he, Je vous dis sans doute, Had I nought of a capon but the liver, And of your white bread nought but a shiver, And after that a roasted pigges head (But I ne wold for me no beast were dead), Then had I with you homely sufferaunce. CHAUCER, Sumners Tale. It was not without some secret misgivings that Caleb set out upon his exploratory expedition. In fact, it was attended with a treble difficulty. He dared not tell his master the offence which he had that morning given to Bucklaw, just for the honour of the family; he dared not acknowledge he had been too hasty in refusing the purse; and, thirdly, he was somewhat apprehensive of unpleasant consequences upon his meeting Hayston under the impression of an affront, and probably by this time under the influence also of no small quantity of brandy. Caleb, to do him justice, was as bold as any lion where the honour of the family of Ravenswood was concerned; but his was that considerate valour which does not delight in unnecessary risks. This, however, was a secondary consideration; the main point was to veil the indigence of the housekeeping at the castle, and to make good his vaunt of the cheer which his resources could procure, without Lockhards assistance, and without supplies from his master. This was as prime a point of honour with him as with the generous elephant with whom we have already compared him, who, being overtasked, broke his skull through the desperate exertions which he made to discharge his duty, when he perceived they were bringing up another to his assistance. The village which they now approached had frequently afforded the distressed butler resources upon similar emergencies; but his relations with it had been of late much altered. It was a little hamlet which straggled along the side of a creek formed by the discharge of a small brook into the sea, and was hidden from the castle, to which it had been in former times an appendage, by the intervention of the shoulder of a hill forming a projecting headland. It was called Wolfs Hope (i.e. Wolfs Haven), and the few inhabitants gained a precarious subsistence by manning two or three fishingboats in the herring season, and smuggling gin and brandy during the winter months. They paid a kind of hereditary respect to the Lords of Ravenswood; but, in the difficulties of the family, most of the inhabitants of Wolfs Hope had contrived to get feurights to their little possessions, their huts, kailyards, and rights of commonty, so that they were emancipated from the chains of feudal dependence, and free from the various exactions with which, under every possible pretext, or without any pretext at all, the Scottish landlords of the period, themselves in great poverty, were wont to harass their still poorer tenants at will. They might be, on the whole, termed independent, a circumstance peculiarly galling to Caleb, who had been wont to exercise over them the same sweeping authority in levying contributions which was exercised in former times in England, when the royal purveyors, sallying forth from under the Gothic portcullis to purchase provisions with power and prerogative, instead of money, brought home the plunder of an hundred markets, and all that could be seized from a flying and hiding country, and deposited their spoil in an hundred caverns. Caleb loved the memory and resented the downfall of that authority, which mimicked, on a petty scale, the grand contributions exacted by the feudal sovereigns. And as he fondly flattered himself that the awful rule and right supremacy, which assigned to the Barons of Ravenswood the first and most effective interest in all productions of nature within five miles of their castle, only slumbered, and was not departed for ever, he used every now and then to give the recollection of the inhabitants a little jog by some petty exaction. These were at first submitted to, with more or less readiness, by the inhabitants of the hamlet; for they had been so long used to consider the wants of the Baron and his family as having a title to be preferred to their own, that their actual independence did not convey to them an immediate sense of freedom. They resembled a man that has been long fettered, who, even at liberty, feels in imagination the grasp of the handcuffs still binding his wrists. But the exercise of freedom is quickly followed with the natural consciousness of its immunities, as the enlarged prisoner, by the free use of his limbs, soon dispels the cramped feeling they had acquired when bound. The inhabitants of Wolfs Hope began to grumble, to resist, and at length positively to refuse compliance with the exactions of Caleb Balderstone. It was in vain he reminded them, that when the eleventh Lord Ravenswood, called the Skipper, from his delight in naval matters, had encouraged the trade of their port by building the pier (a bulwark of stones rudely piled together), which protected the fishingboats from the weather, it had been matter of understanding that he was to have the first stone of butter after the calving of every cow within the barony, and the first egg, thence called the Mondays egg, laid by every hen on every Monday in the year. The feuars heard and scratched their heads, coughed, sneezed, and being pressed for answer, rejoined with one voice, They could not saythe universal refuge of a Scottish peasant when pressed to admit a claim which his conscience owns, or perhaps his feelings, and his interest inclines him to deny. Caleb, however, furnished the notables of Wolfs Hope with a note of the requisition of butter and eggs, which he claimed as arrears of the aforesaid subsidy, or kindly aid, payable as above mentioned; and having intimated that he would not be averse to compound the same for goods or money, if it was inconvenient to them to pay in kind, left them, as he hoped, to debate the mode of assessing themselves for that purpose. On the contrary, they met with a determined purpose of resisting the exaction, and were only undecided as to the mode of grounding their opposition, when the cooper, a very important person on a fishingstation, and one of the conscript fathers of the village, observed, That their hens had caickled mony a day for the Lords of Ravenswood, and it was time they suld caickle for those that gave them roosts and barley. An unanimous grin intimated the assent of the assembly. And, continued the orator, if its your wull, Ill just tak a step as far as Dunse for Davie Dingwall, the writer, thats come frae the North to settle amang us, and hell pit this job to rights, Ise warrant him. A day was accordingly fixed for holding a grand palaver at Wolfs Hope on the subject of Calebs requisitions, and he was invited to attend at the hamlet for that purpose. He went with open hands and empty stomach, trusting to fill the one on his masters account and the other on his own score, at the expense of the feuars of Wolfs Hope. But, death to his hopes! as he entered the eastern end of the straggling village, the awful form of Davie Dingwall, a sly, dry, hardfisted, shrewd country attorney, who had already acted against the family of Ravenswood, and was a principal agent of Sir William Ashton, trotted in at the western extremity, bestriding a leathern portmanteau stuffed with the feucharters of the hamlet, and hoping he had not kept Mr. Balderstone waiting, as he was instructed and fully empowered to pay or receive, compound or compensate, and, in fine, to ag as accords respecting all mutual and unsettled claims whatsoever, belonging or competent to the Honourable Edgar Ravenswood, commonly called the Master of Ravenswood The Right Honourable Edgar Lord Ravenswood, said Caleb, with great emphasis; for, though conscious he had little chance of advantage in the conflict to ensue, he was resolved not to sacrifice one jot of honour. Lord Ravenswood, then, said the man of businesswe shall not quarrel with you about titles of courtesycommonly called Lord Ravenswood, or Master of Ravenswood, heritable proprietor of the lands and barony of Wolfs Crag, on the one part, and to John Whitefish and others, feuars in the town of Wolfs Hope, within the barony aforesaid, on the other part. Caleb was conscious, from sad experience, that he would wage a very different strife with this mercenary champion than with the individual feuars themselves, upon whose old recollections, predilections, and habits of thinking he might have wrought by an hundred indirect arguments, to which their deputyrepresentative was totally insensible. The issue of the debate proved the reality of his apprehensions. It was in vain he strained his eloquence and ingenuity, and collected into one mass all arguments arising from antique custom and hereditary respect, from the good deeds done by the Lords of Ravenswood to the community of Wolfs Hope in former days, and from what might be expected from them in future. The writer stuck to the contents of his feucharters; he could not see it twas not in the bond. And when Caleb, determined to try what a little spirit would do, deprecated the consequences of Lord Ravenswoods withdrawing his protection from the burgh, and even hinted in his using active measures of resentment, the man of law sneered in his face. His clients, he said, had determined to do the best they could for their own town, and he thought Lord Ravenswood, since he was a lord, might have enough to do to look after his own castle. As to any threats of stouthrief oppression, by rule of thumb, or via facti, as the law termed it, he would have Mr. Balderstone recollect, that new times were not as old times; that they lived on the south of the Forth, and far from the Highlands; that his clients thought they were able to protect themselves; but should they find themselves mistaken, they would apply to the government for the protection of a corporal and four redcoats, who, said Mr. Dingwall, with a grin, would be perfectly able to secure them against Lord Ravenswood, and all that he or his followers could do by the strong hand. If Caleb could have concentrated all the lightnings of aristocracy in his eye, to have struck dead this contemner of allegiance and privilege, he would have launched them at his head, without respect to the consequences. As it was, he was compelled to turn his course backward to the castle; and there he remained for full half a day invisible and inaccessible even to Mysie, sequestered in his own peculiar dungeon, where he sat burnishing a single pewter plate and whistling Maggie Lauder six hours without intermission. The issue of this unfortunate requisition had shut against Caleb all resources which could be derived from Wolfs Hope and its purlieus, the El Dorado, or Peru, from which, in all former cases of exigence, he had been able to extract some assistance. He had, indeed, in a manner vowed that the deil should have him, if ever he put the print of his foot within its causeway again. He had hitherto kept his word; and, strange to tell, this secession had, as he intended, in some degree, the effect of a punishment upon the refractory feuars. Mr. Balderstone had been a person in their eyes connected with a superior order of beings, whose presence used to grace their little festivities, whose advice they found useful on many occasions, and whose communications gave a sort of credit to their village. The place, they acknowledged, didna look as it used to do, and should do, since Mr. Caleb keepit the castle sae closely; but doubtless, touching the eggs and butter, it was a most unreasonable demand, as Mr. Dingwall had justly made manifest. Thus stood matters betwixt the parties, when the old butler, though it was gall and wormwood to him, found himself obliged either to ackowledge before a strange man of quality, and, what was much worse, before that strangers servant, the total inability of Wolfs Crag to produce a dinner, or he must trust to the compassion of the feuars of Wolfs Hope. It was a dreadful degradation; but necessity was equally imperious and lawless. With these feelings he entered the street of the village. Willing to shake himself from his companion as soon as possible, he directed Mr.


Lockhard to Luckie Smatrashs changehouse, where a din, proceeding from the revels of Bucklaw, Craigengelt, and their party, sounded halfway down the street, while the red glare from the window overpowered the grey twilight which was now settling down, and glimmered against a parcel of old tubs, kegs, and barrels, piled up in the coopers yard, on the other side of the way. If you, Mr. Lockhard, said the old butler to his companion, will be pleased to step to the changehouse where that light comes from, and where, as I judge, they are now singing Cauld Kail in Aberdeen, ye may do your masters errand about the venison, and I will do mine about Bucklaws bed, as I return frae getting the rest of the vivers. Its no that the venison is actually needfu, he added, detaining his colleague by the button, to make up the dinner; but as a compliment to the hunters, ye ken; and, Mr. Lockhard, if they offer ye a drink o yill, or a cup o wine, or a glass o brandy, yell be a wise man to take it, in case the thunner should hae soured ours at the castle, whilk is ower muckle to be dreaded. He then permitted Lockhard to depart; and with foot heavy as lead, and yet far lighter than his heart, stepped on through the unequal street of the straggling village, meditating on whom he ought to make his first attack. It was necessary he should find some one with whom old acknowledged greatness should weigh more than recent independence, and to whom his application might appear an act of high dignity, relenting at once and soothing. But he could not recollect an inhabitant of a mind so constructed. Our kail is like to be cauld eneugh too, he reflected, as the chorus of Cauld Kail in Aberdeen again reached his ears. The ministerhe had got his presentation from the late lord, but they had quarrelled about teinds; the brewsters wifeshe had trusted long, and the bill was aye scored up, and unless the dignity of the family should actually require it, it would be a sin to distress a widow woman. None was so ablebut, on the other hand, none was likely to be less willingto stand his friend upon the present occasion, than Gibbie Girder, the man of tubs and barrels already mentioned, who had headed the insurrection in the matter of the egg and butter subsidy. But a comes o taking folk on the right side, I trow, quoted Caleb to himself; and I had ance the ill hap to say he was but a Johnny Newcome in our town, and the carle bore the family an illwill ever since. But he married a bonny young quean, Jean Lightbody, auld Lightbodys daughter, him that was in the steading of LouptheDyke; and auld Lightbody was married himsell to Marion, that was about my lady in the family forty years syne. I hae had mony a days daffing wi Jeans mither, and they say she bides on wi them. The carle has Jacobuses and Georgiuses baith, an ane could get at them; and sure I am, its doing him an honour him or his never deserved at our hand, the ungracious sumph; and if he loses by us athegither, he is een cheap ot he can spare it brawly. Shaking off irresolution, therefore, and turning at once upon his heel, Caleb walked hastily back to the coopers house, lifted the latch without ceremony, and, in a moment, found himself behind the hallan, or partition, from which position he could, himself unseen, reconnoitre the interior of the but, or kitchen apartment, of the mansion. Reverse of the sad menage at the Castle of Wolfs Crag, a bickering fire roared up the coopers chimney. His wife, on the one side, in her pearlings and puddingsleeves, put the last finishing touch to her holidays apparel, while she contemplated a very handsome and goodhumoured face in a broken mirror, raised upon the bink (the shelves on which the plates are disposed) for her special accommodation. Her mother, old Luckie LouptheDyke, a canty carline as was within twenty miles of her, according to the unanimous report of the cummers, or gossips, sat by the fire in the full glory of a grogram gown, lammer beads, and a clean cockernony, whiffing a snug pipe of tobacco, and superintending the affairs of the kitchen; forsight more interesting to the anxious heart and craving entrails of the desponding seneschal than either buxom dame or canty cummerthere bubbled on the aforesaid bickering fire a huge pot, or rather cauldron, steaming with beef and brewis; while before it revolved two spits, turned each by one of the coopers apprentices, seated in the opposite corners of the chimney, the one loaded with a quarter of mutton, while the other was graced with a fat goose and a brace of wild ducks. The sight and scent of such a land of plenty almost wholly overcame the drooping spirits of Caleb. He turned, for a moments space to reconnoitre the ben, or parlour end of the house, and there saw a sight scarce less affecting to his feelingsa large round table, covered for ten or twelve persons, decored (according to his own favourite terms) with napery as white as snow, grand flagons of pewter, intermixed with one or two silver cups, containing, as was probable, something worthy the brilliancy of their outward appearance, clean trenchers, cutty spoons, knives and forks, sharp, burnished, and prompt for action, which lay all displayed as for an especial festival. The devils in the peddling tubcoopering carl! muttered Caleb, in all the envy of astonishment; its a shame to see the like o them gusting their gabs at sic a rate. But if some o that gude cheer does not find its way to Wolfs Crag this night, my name is not Caleb Balderstone. So resolving, he entered the apartment, and, in all courteous greeting, saluted both the mother and the daughter. Wolfs Crag was the court of the barony, Caleb prime minister at Wolfs Crag; and it has ever been remarked that, though the masculine subject who pays the taxes sometimes growls at the courtiers by whom they are imposed, the said courtiers continue, nevertheless, welcome to the fair sex, to whom they furnish the newest smalltalk and the earliest fashions. Both the dames were, therefore, at once about old Calebs neck, setting up their throats together by way of welcome. Ay, sirs, Mr. Balderstone, and is this you? A sight of you is gude for sair een. Sit downsit down; the gudeman will be blythe to see youye nar saw him sae cadgy in your life; but we are to christen our bit wean the night, as ye will hae heard, and doubtless ye will stay and see the ordinance. We hae killed a wether, and ane o our lads has been out wi his gun at the moss; ye used to like wildfowl. Na, na, gudewife, said Caleb; I just keekit in to wish ye joy, and I wad be glad to hae spoken wi the gudeman, but moving, as if to go away. The neer a fit yes gang, said the elder dame, laughing and holding him fast, with a freedom which belonged to their old acquaintance; wha kens what ill it may bring to the bairn, if ye owerlook it in that gate? But Im in a preceese hurry, gudewife, said the butler, suffering himself to be dragged to a seat without much resistance; and as to eating, for he observed the mistress of the dwelling bustling about to place a trencher for himas for eatinglackaday, we are just killed up yonder wi eating frae morning to night! Its shamefu epicurism; but thats what we hae gotten frae the English pockpuddings. Hout, never mind the English pockpuddings, said Luckie Lightbody; try our puddings, Mr. Balderstone; there is black pudding and whitehass; try whilk ye like best. Baith gudebaith excellentcanna be better; but the very smell is eneugh for me that hae dined sae lately (the faithful wretch had fasted since daybreak). But I wanda affront your housewifeskep, gudewife; and, with your permission, Ise een pit them in my napkin, and eat them to my supper at een, for I am wearied of Mysies pastry and nonsense; ye ken landward dainties aye pleased me best, Marion, and landward lasses too (looking at the coopers wife). Neer a bit but she looks far better than when she married Gilbert, and then she was the bonniest lass in our parochine and the neist tillt. But gawsie cow, goodly calf. The women smiled at the compliment each to herself, and they smiled again to each other as Caleb wrapt up the puddings in a towel which he had brought with him, as a dragoon carries his foraging bag to receive what my fall in his way. And what news at the castle? quo the gudewife. News! The bravest news ye ever heardthe Lord Keepers up yonder wi his fair daughter, just ready to fling her at my lords head, if he winna tak her out o his arms; and Ise warrant hell stitch our auld lands of Ravenswood to her petticoat tail. Eh! sirsay!and will hae her? and is she weelfavoured? and whats the colour o her hair? and does she wear a habit or a railly? were the questions which the females showered upon the butler. Hout tout! it wad tak a man a day to answer a your questions, and I hae hardly a minute. Wheres the gudeman? Awa to fetch the minister, said Mrs. Girder, precious Mr. Peter BidetheBent, frae the Mosshead; the honest man has the rheumatism wi lying in the hills in the persecution. Ay! Whig and a mountainman, nae less! said Caleb, with a peevishness he could not suppress. I hae seen the day, Luckie, when worthy Mr. Cuffcushion and the servicebook would hae served your turn (to the elder dame), or ony honest woman in like circumstances. And thats true too, said Mrs. Lightbody, but what can a body do? Jean maun baith sing her psalms and busk her cockernony the gate the gudeman likes, and nae ither gate; for hes maister and mair at hame, I can tell ye, Mr. Balderstone. Ay, ay, and does he guide the gear too? said Caleb, to whose projects masculine rule boded little good. Ilka penny ont; but hell dress her as dink as a daisy, as ye see; sae she has little reason to complain where theres ane better aff theres ten waur. Aweel, gudewife, said Caleb, crestfallen, but not beaten off, that wasna the way ye guided your gudeman; but ilka land has its ain lauch. I maun be ganging. I just wanted to round in the gudemans lug, that I heard them say upbye yonder that Peter Puncheon, that was cooper to the Queens stores at the Timmer Burse at Leith, is dead; sae I though that maybe a word frae my lord to the Lord Keeper might hae served Gilbert; but since hes frae hame O, but ye maun stay his hamecoming, said the dame. I aye telled the gudeman ye meant weel to him; but he taks the tout at every bit lippening word. Aweel, Ill stay the last minute I can. And so, said the handsome young spouse of Mr. Girder, ye think this Miss Ashton is weelfavoured? Troth, and sae should she, to set up for our young lord, with a face and a hand, and a seat on his horse, that might become a kings son. Dye ken that he aye glowers up at my window, Mr. Balderstone, when he chaunces to ride thro the town? Sae I hae a right to ken what like he is, as weel as ony body. I ken that brawly, said Caleb, for I hae heard his lordship say the coopers wife had the blackest ee in the barony; and I said, Weel may that be, my lord, for it was her mithers afore her, as I ken to my cost. Eh, Marion? Ha, ha, ha! Ah! these were merry days! Hout awa, auld carle, said the old dame, to speak sic daffing to young folk. But, Jeanfie, woman, dinna ye hear the bairn greet? Ise warrant its that dreary weid has come owert again. Up got mother and grandmother, and scoured away, jostling each other as they ran, into some remote corner of the tenement, where the young hero of the evening was deposited. When Caleb saw the coast fairly clear, he took an invigorating pinch of snuff, to sharpen and confirm his resolution. Cauld be my cast, thought he, if either BidetheBent or Girder taste that broach of wildfowl this evening; and then addressing the eldest turnspit, a boy of about eleven years old, and putting a penny into his hand, he said, Here is twal pennies, my man; carry that ower to Mrs. Smatrash, and bid her fill my mill wi snishing, and Ill turn the broche for ye in the mean time; and she will gie ye a gingebread snap for your pains. No sooner was the elder boy departed on this mission than Caleb, looking the remaining turnspit gravely and steadily in the face, removed from the fire the spit bearing the wildfowl of which he had undertaken the charge, clapped his hat on his head, and fairly marched off with it, he stopped at the door of the changehouse only to say, in a few brief words, that Mr. Hayston of Bucklaw was not to expect a bed that evening in the castle. If this message was too briefly delivered by Caleb, it became absolute rudeness when conveyed through the medium of a suburb landlady; and Bucklaw was, as a more calm and temperate man might have been, highly incensed. Captain Craigengelt proposed, with the unanimous applause of all present, that they should course the old fox (meaning Caleb) ere he got to cover, and toss him in a blanket. But Lockhard intimated to his masters servants and those of Lord Bittlebrains, in a tone of authority, that the slightest impertinence to the Master of Ravenswoods domestic would give Sir William Ashton the highest offence. And having so said, in a manner sufficient to prevent any aggression on their part, he left the publichouse, taking along with him two servants loaded with such provisions as he had been able to procure, and overtook Caleb just when he had cleared the village. CHAPTER XIII. Should I take aught of you? Tis true I begged now; And what is worse than that, I stole a kindness; And, what is worst of all, I lost my way int. Wit without Money. The face of the little boy, sole witness of Calebs infringement upon the laws at once of property and hospitality, would have made a good picture. He sat motionless, as if he had witnessed some of the spectral appearances which he had heard told of in a winters evening; and as he forgot his own duty, and allowed his spit to stand still, he added to the misfortunes of the evening by suffering the mutton to burn as black as a coal. He was first recalled from his trance of astonishment by a hearty cuff administered by Dame Lightbody, who, in whatever other respects she might conform to her name, was a woman strong of person, and expert in the use of her hands, as some say her deceased husband had known to his cost. What garrd ye let the roast burn, ye illclerkit gudefornought? I dinna ken, said the boy. And wheres that illdeedy gett, Giles? I dinna ken, blubbered the astonished declarant. And wheres Mr. Balderstone?and abune a, and in the name of council and kirksession, that I suld say sae, wheres the broche wi the wildfowl? As Mrs. Girder here entered, and joined her mothers exclamations, screaming into one ear while the old lady deafened the other, they succeeded in so utterly confounding the unhappy urchin, that he could not for some time tell his story at all, and it was only when the elder boy returned that the truth began to dawn on their minds. Weel, sirs! said Mrs. Lightbody, wha wad hae thought o Caleb Balderstone playing an auld acquaintance sic a pliskie! Oh, weary on him! said the spouse of Mr. Girder; and what am I to say to the gudeman? Hell brain me, if there wasna anither woman in a Wolfs Hope. Hout tout, silly quean, said the mother; na, na, its come to muckle, but its no come to that neither; for an he brain you he maun brain me, and I have garrd his betters stand back. Hands aff is fair play; we maunna heed a bit flyting. The tramp of horses now announced the arrival of the cooper, with the minister. They had no sooner dismounted than they made for the kitchen fire, for the evening was cool after the thunderstorm, and the woods wet and dirty. The young gudewife, strong in the charms of her Sunday gown and biggonets, threw herself in the way of receiving the first attack, while her mother, like the veteran division of the Roman legion, remained in the rear, ready to support her in case of necessity. Both hoped to protract the discovery of what had happenedthe mother, by interposing her bustling person betwixt Mr. Girder and the fire, and the daughter, by the extreme cordiality with which she received the minister and her husband, and the anxious fears which she expressed lest they should have gotten cauld. Cauld! quoted the husband, surlily, for he was not of that class of lords and masters whose wives are viceroys over them, well be cauld eneugh, I think, if ye dinna let us in to the fire. And so saying, he burst his way through both lines of defence; and, as he had a careful eye over his property of every kind, he perceived at one glance the absence of the spit with its savoury burden. What the deil, woman Fie for shame! exclaimed both the women; and before Mr. BidetheBent! I stand reproved, said the cooper; but The taking in our mouths the name of the great enemy of our souls, said Mr. BidetheBent I stand reproved, said the cooper. Is an exposing ourselves to his temptations, continued the reverend monitor, and in inviting, or, in some sort, a compelling, of him to lay aside his other trafficking with unhappy persons, and wait upon those in whose speech his name is frequent. Weel, weel, Mr. BidetheBent, can a man do mair than stand reproved? said the cooper; but jest let me ask the women what for they hae dished the wildfowl before we came. They arena dished, Gilbert, said his wife; butbut an accident What accident? said Girder, with flashing eyes. Nae ill come ower them, I trust? Uh? His wife, who stood much in awe of him, durst not reply, but her mother bustled up to her support, with arms disposed as if they were about to be akimbo at the next reply.I gied them to an acquaintance of mine, Gibbie Girder; and what about it now? Her excess of assurance struck Girder mute for an instant. And ye gied the wildfowl, the best end of our christening dinner, to a friend of yours, ye auld rudas! And what might his name be, I pray ye? Just worthy Mr. Caleb Balderstonefrae Wolfs Crag, answered Marion, prompt and prepared for battle. Girders wrath foamed over all restraint. If there was a circumstance which could have added to the resentment he felt, it was that this extravagant donation had been made in favour of our friend Caleb, towards whom, for reasons to which the reader is no stranger, he nourished a decided resentment. He raised his ridingwand against the elder matron, but she stood firm, collected in herself, and undauntedly brandished the iron ladle with which she had just been flambing (Anglic, basting) the roast of mutton. Her weapon was certainly the better, and her arm not the weakest of the two; so that Gilbert thought it safest to turn short off upon his wife, who had by this time hatched a sort of hysterical whine, which greatly moved the minister, who was in fact as simple and kindhearted a creature as ever breathed. And you, ye thowless jade, to sit still and see my substance disponed upon to an idle, drunken, reprobate, wormeaten servingman, just because he kittles the lugs o a silly auld wife wi useless clavers, and every twa words a lee? Ill gar you as gude Here the minister interposed, both by voice and action, while Dame Lightbody threw herself in front of her daughter, and flourished her ladle. Illustration Am I no to chastise my ain wife? exclaimed the cooper very indignantly. Ye may chastise your ain wife if ye like, answered Dame Lightbody; but ye shall never lay finger on my daughter, and that ye may found upon. For shame, Mr. Girder! said the clergyman; this is what I little expected to have seen of you, that you suld give rein to your sinful passions against your nearest and your dearest, and this night too, when ye are called to the most solemn duty of a Christian parent; and a for what? For a redundancy of creaturecomforts, as worthless as they are unneedful. Worthless! exclaimed the cooper. A better guse never walkit on stubble; two finer, dentier wild ducks never wat a feather. Be it sae, neighbour, rejoined the minister; but see what superfluities are yet revolving before your fire. I have seen the day when ten of the bannocks which stand upon that board would have been an acceptable dainty to as many men, that were starving on hills and bogs, and in caves of the earth, for the Gospels sake. And thats what vexes me maist of a, said the cooper, anxious to get some one to sympathise with his not altogether causeless anger; an the quean had gien it to ony suffering sant, or to ony body ava but that reaving, lying, oppressing Tory villain, that rade in the wicked troop of militia when it was commanded out against the sants at Bothwell Brig by the auld tyrant Allan Ravenswood, that is gane to his place, I wad the less hae minded it. But to gie the principal parts o the feast to the like o him! Aweel, Gilbert, said the minister, and dinna ye see a high judgment in this? The seed of the righteous are not seen begging their bread think of the son of a powerful oppressor being brought to the pass of supporting his household from your fulness. And, besides, said the wife, it wasna for Lord Ravenswood neither, an he wad hear but a body speak it was to help to entertain the Lord Keeper, as they ca him, thats up yonder at Wolfs Crag. Sir William Ashton at Wolfs Crag! ejaculated the astonished man of hoops and staves. And hand and glove wi Lord Ravenswood, added Dame Lightbody. Doited idiot! that auld, clavering sneckdrawer wad gar ye trow the moon is made of green cheese. The Lord Keeper and Ravenswood! they are cat and dog, hare and hound. I tell ye they are man and wife, and gree better than some others that are sae, retorted the motherinlaw; forbye, Peter Puncheon, thats cooper the Queens stores, is dead, and the place is to fill, and Od guide us, wull ye haud your skirling tongues! said Girder,for we are to remark, that this explanation was given like a catch for two voices, the younger dame, much encouraged by the turn of the debate, taking up and repeating in a higher tone the words as fast as they were uttered by her mother. The gudewife says naething but whats true, maister, said Girders foreman, who had come in during the fray. I saw the Lord Keepers servants drinking and driving ower at Luckie Smatrashs, owerbye yonder. And is their maister up at Wolfs Crag? said Girder. Ay, troth is he, replied his man of confidence. And friends wi Ravenswood? Its like sae, answered the foreman, since he is putting up wi him. And Peter Puncheons dead? Ay, ay, Puncheon has leaked out at last, the auld carle, said the foreman; mony a dribble o brandy has gaen through him in his day. But as for the broche and the wildfowl, the saddles no aff your mare yet, maister, and I could follow and bring it back, for Mr. Balderstones no far aff the town yet. Do sae, Will; and come here, Ill tell ye what to do when ye owertake him. He relieved the females of his presence, and gave Will his private instructions. A bonnylike thing, said the motherinlaw, as the cooper reentered the apartment, to send the innocent lad after an armed man, when ye ken Mr. Balderstone aye wears a rapier, and whiles a dirk into the bargain. I trust, said the minister, ye have reflected weel on what ye have done, lest you should minister cause of strife, of which it is my duty to say, he who affordeth matter, albeit he himself striketh not, is in no manner guiltless. Never fash your beard, Mr. BidetheBent, replied Girder; ane canna get their breath out here between wives and ministers. I ken best how to turn my ain cake. Jean, serve up the dinner, and nae mair about it. Nor did he again allude to the deficiency in the course of the evening. Meantime, the foreman, mounted on his masters steed, and charged with his special orders, pricked swiftly forth in pursuit of the marauder Caleb. That personage, it may be imagined, did not linger by the way. He intermitted even his dearlybeloved chatter, for the purpose of making more haste, only assuring Mr. Lockhard that he had made the purveyors wife give the wildfowl a few turns before the fire, in case that Mysie, who had been so much alarmed by the thunder, should not have her kitchengrate in full splendour. Meanwhile, alleging the necessity of being at Wolfs Crag as soon as possible, he pushed on so fast that his companions could scarce keep up with him. He began already to think he was safe from pursuit, having gained the summit of the swelling eminence which divides Wolfs Crag from the village, when he heard the distant tread of a horse, and a voice which shouted at intervals, Mr. CalebMr. BalderstoneMr. Caleb Balderstonehollobide a wee! Caleb, it may be well believed, was in no hurry to acknowledge the summons. First, he would not heart it, and faced his companions down, that it was the echo of the wind; then he said it was not worth stopping for; and, at length, halting reluctantly, as the figure of the horseman appeared through the shades of the evening, he bent up his whole soul to the task of defending his prey, threw himself into an attitude of dignity, advanced the spit, which in his grasp might with its burden seem both spear and shield, and firmly resolved to die rather than surrender it. What was his astonishment, when the coopers foreman, riding up and addressing him with respect, told him His master was very sorry he was absent when he came to his dwelling, and grieved that he could not tarry the christening dinner; and that he had taen the freedom to send a sma runlet of sack, and ane anker of brandy, as he understood there were guests at the castle, and that they were short of preparation. I have heard somewhere a story of an elderly gentleman who was pursued by a bear that had gotten loose from its muzzle, until completely exhausted. In a fit of desperation, he faced round upon Bruin and lifted his cane; at the sight of which the instinct of discipline prevailed, and the animal, instead of tearing him to pieces, rose up upon his hindlegs and instantly began to shuffle a saraband. Not less than the joyful surprise of the senior, who had supposed himself in the extremity of peril from which he was thus unexpectedly relieved, was that of our excellent friend Caleb, when he found the pursuer intended to add to his prize, instead of bereaving him of it. He recovered his latitude, however, instantly, so soon as the foreman, stooping from his nag, where he sate perched betwixt the two barrels, whispered in his ear If ony thing about Peter Puncheons place could be airted their way, John [Gibbie] Girder wad mak it better to the Master of Ravenswood than a pair of new gloves; and that he wad be blythe to speak wi Maister Balderstone on that head, and he wad find him as pliant as a hoopwillow in a that he could wish of him. Caleb heard all this without rendering any answer, except that of all great men from Louis XIV. downwards, namely, We will see about it; and then added aloud, for the edification of Mr. Lockhard Your master has acted with becoming civility and attention in forwarding the liquors, and I will not fail to represent it properly to my Lord Ravenswood. And, my lad, he said, you may ride on to the castle, and if none of the servants are returned, whilk is to be dreaded, as they make day and night of it when they are out of sight, ye may put them into the porters lodge, whilk is on the right hand of the great entry; the porter has got leave to go to see his friends, sae ye will meet no ane to steer ye. The foreman, having received his orders, rode on; and having deposited the casks in the deserted and ruinous porters lodge, he returned unquestioned by any one. Having thus executed his masters commission, and doffed his bonnet to Caleb and his company as he repassed them in his way to the village, he returned to have his share of the christening festivity. CHAPTER XIV. As, to the Autumn breezes bugle sound, Various and vague the dry leaves dance their round; Or, from the garnerdoor, on ether borne, The chaff flies devious from the winnowd corn; So vague, so devious, at the breath of heaven, From their fixd aim are mortal counsels drivn. ANONYMOUS. We left Caleb Balderstone in the extremity of triumph at the success of his various achievements for the honour of the house of Ravenswood. When he had mustered and marshalled his dishes of divers kinds, a more royal provision had not been seen in Wolfs Crag since the funeral feast of its deceased lord. Great was the glory of the servingman, as he decored the old oaken table with a clean cloth, and arranged upon it carbonaded venison and roasted wildfowl, with a glance, every now and then, as if to upbraid the incredulity of his master and his guests; and with many a story, more or less true, was Lockhard that evening regaled concerning the ancient grandeur of Wolfs Crag, and the sway of its barons over the country in their neighbourhood. A vassal scarce held a calf or a lamb his ain, till he had first asked if the Lord of Ravenswood was pleased to accept it; and they were obliged to ask the lords consent before they married in these days, and mony a merry tale they tell about that right as weel as others. And although, said Caleb, these times are not like the gude auld times, when authority had its right, yet true it is, Mr. Lockhard, and you yoursell may partly have remarked, that we of the house of Ravenswood do our endeavour in keeping up, by all just and lawful exertion of our baronial authority, that due and fitting connexion betwixt superior and vassal, whilk is in some danger of falling into desuetude, owing to the general license and misrule of these present unhappy times. Umph! said Mr. Lockhard; and if I may inquire, Mr. Balderstone, pray do you find your people at the village yonder amenable? for I must needs say, that at Ravenswood Castle, now pertaining to my master the Lord Keeper, ye have not left behind ye the most compliant set of tenantry. Ah! but Mr. Lockhard, replied Caleb, ye must consider there has been a change of hands, and the auld lord might expect twa turns frae them, when the newcomer canna get ane. A dour and fractious set they were, thae tenants of Ravenswood, and ill to live wi when they dinna ken their master; and if your master put them mad ance, the whole country will not put them down. Troth, said Mr. Lockhard, an such be the case, I think the wisest thing for us a wad be to hammer up a match between your young lord and our winsome young leddy upbye there; and Sir William might just stitch your auld barony to her gownsleeve, and he wad sune cuitle another out o somebody else, sic a lang head as he has. Caleb shook his head. I wish, he saidI wish that may answer, Mr. Lockhard. There are auld prophecies about this house I wad like ill to see fulfilled wi my auld een, that has seen evil eneugh already. Pshaw! never mind freits, said his brother butler; if the young folk liked ane anither, they wad make a winsome couple. But, to say truth, there is a leddy sits in our hallneuk, maun have her hand in that as weel as in every other job. But theres no harm in drinking to their healths, and I will fill Mrs. Mysie a cup of Mr. Girders canary. While they thus enjoyed themselves in the kitchen, the company in the hall were not less pleasantly engaged. So soon as Ravenswood had determined upon giving the Lord Keeper such hospitality as he had to offer, he deemed it incumbent on him to assume the open and courteous brow of a wellpleased host. It has been often remarked, that when a man commences by acting a character, he frequently ends by adopting it in good earnest. In the course of an hour or two, Ravenswood, to his own surprise, found himself in the situation of one who frankly does his best to entertain welcome and honoured guests. How much of this change in his disposition was to be ascribed to the beauty and simplicity of Miss Ashton, to the readiness with which she accommodated herself to the inconveniences of her situation; how much to the smooth and plausible conversation of the Lord Keeper, remarkably gifted with those words which win the ear, must be left to the readers ingenuity to conjecture. But Ravenswood was insensible to neither.


The Lord Keeper was a veteran statesman, well acquainted with courts and cabinets, and intimate with all the various turns of public affairs during the last eventful years of the 17th century. He could talk, from his own knowledge, of men and events, in a way which failed not to win attention, and had the peculiar art, while he never said a word which committed himself, at the same time to persuade the hearer that he was speaking without the least shadow of scrupulous caution or reserve. Ravenswood, in spite of his prejudices and real grounds of resentment, felt himself at once amused and instructed in listening to him, while the statesman, whose inward feelings had at first so much impeded his efforts to make himself known, had now regained all the ease and fluency of a silvertongued lawyer of the very highest order. His daughter did not speak much, but she smiled; and what she did say argued a submissive gentleness, and a desire to give pleasure, which, to a proud man like Ravenswood, was more fascinating than the most brilliant wit. Above all, he could not be observe that, whether from gratitude or from some other motive, he himself, in his deserted and unprovided hall, was as much the object of respectful attention to his guests as he would have been when surrounded by all the appliances and means of hospitality proper to his high birth. All deficiencies passed unobserved, or, if they did not escape notice, it was to praise the substitutes which Caleb had contrived to supply the want of the usual accommodations. Where a smile was unavoidable, it was a very goodhumoured one, and often coupled with some wellturned compliment, to show how much the guests esteemed the merits of their noble host, how little they thought of the inconveniences with which they were surrounded. I am not sure whether the pride of being found to outbalance, in virtue of his own personal merit, all the disadvantages of fortune, did not make as favourable an impression upon the haughty heart of the Master of Ravenswood as the conversation of the father and the beauty of Lucy Ashton. The hour of repose arrived. The Keeper and his daughter retired to their apartments, which were decored more properly than could have been anticipated. In making the necessary arrangements, Mysie had indeed enjoyed the assistance of a gossip who had arrived from the village upon an exploratory expedition, but had been arrested by Caleb, and impressed into the domestic drudgery of the evening; so that, instead of returning home to describe the dress and person of the grand young lady, she found herself compelled to be active in the domestic economy of Wolfs Crag. According to the custom of the time, the Master of Ravenswood attended the Lord Keeper to his apartment, followed by Caleb, who placed on the table, with all the ceremonials due to torches of wax, two rudelyframed tallowcandles, such as in those days were only used by the peasantry, hooped in paltry clasps of wire, which served for candlesticks. He then disappeared, and presently entered with two earthen flagons (the china, he said, had been little used since my ladys time), one filled with canary wine, the other with brandy. The canary sack, unheeding all probabilities of detection, he declared had been twenty years in the cellars of Wolfs Crag, though it was not for him to speak before their honours; the brandyit was weelkennd liquor, as mild as mead and as strong as Sampson; it had been in the house ever since the memorable revel, in which auld Micklestob had been slain at the head of the stair by Jamie of Jenklebrae, on account of the honour of the worshipful Lady Muirend, wha was in some sort an ally of the family; natheless But to cut that matter short, Mr. Caleb, said the Keeper, perhaps you will favour me with a ewer of water. God forbid your lordship should drink water in this family, replied Caleb, to the disgrace of so honourable an house! Nevertheless, if his lordship have a fancy, said the Master, smiling, I think you might indulge him; for, if I mistake not, there has been water drank here at no distant date, and with good relish too. To be sure, if his lordship has a fancy, said Caleb; and reentering with a jug of pure elementHe will scarce find such water onywhere as is drawn frae the well at Wolfs Crag; nevertheless Nevertheless, we must leave the Lord Keeper to his repose in this poor chamber of ours, said the Master of Ravenswood, interrupting his talkative domestic, who immediately turning to the doorway, with a profound reverence, prepared to usher his master from the secret chamber. But the Lord Keeper prevented his hosts departure.I have but one word to say to the Master of Ravenswood, Mr. Caleb, and I fancy he will excuse your waiting. With a second reverence, lower than the former, Caleb withdrew; and his master stood motionless, expecting, with considerable embarrassment, what was to close the events of a day fraught with unexpected incidents. Master of Ravenswood, said Sir William Ashton, with some embarrassment, I hope you understand the Christian law too well to suffer the sun to set upon your anger. The Master blushed and replied, He had no occasion that evening to exercise the duty enjoined upon him by his Christian faith. I should have thought otherwise, said his guest, considering the various subjects of dispute and litigation which have unhappily occurred more frequently than was desirable or necessary betwixt the late honourable lord, your father, and myself. I could wish, my lord, said Ravenswood, agitated by suppressed emotion, that reference to these circumstances should be made anywhere rather than under my fathers roof. I should have felt the delicacy of this appeal at another time, said Sir William Ashton, but now I must proceed with what I mean to say. I have suffered too much in my own mind, from the false delicacy which prevented my soliciting with earnestness, what indeed I frequently requested, a personal communing with your father much distress of mind to him and to me might have been prevented. It is true, said Ravenswood, after a moments reflection, I have heard my father say your lordship had proposed a personal interview. Proposed, my dear Master? I did indeed propose it; but I ought to have begged, entreated, beseeched it. I ought to have torn away the veil, which interested persons had stretched betwixt us, and shown myself as I was, willing to sacrifice a considerable part even of my legal rights, in order to conciliate feelings so natural as his must be allowed to have been. Let me say for myself, my young friend, for so I will call you, that had your father and I spent the same time together which my good fortune has allowed me today to pass in your company, it is possible the land might yet have enjoyed one of the most respectable of its ancient nobility, and I should have been spared the pain of parting in enmity from a person whose general character I so much admired and honoured. He put his handkerchief to his eyes. Ravenswood also was moved, but awaited in silence the progress of this extraordinary communication. It is necessary, continued the Lord Keeper, and proper that you should understand, that there have been many points betwixt us, in which, although I judged it proper that there should be an exact ascertainment of my legal rights by the decree of a court of justice, yet it was never my intention to press them beyond the verge of equity. My lord, said the Master of Ravenswood, it is unnecessary to pursue this topic farther. What the law will give you, or has given you, you enjoyor you shall enjoy; neither my father nor I myself would have received anything on the footing of favour. Favour! No, you misunderstand me, resumed the Keeper; or rather you are no lawyer. A right may be good in law, and ascertained to be so, which yet a man of honour may not in every case care to avail himself of. I am sorry for it, my lord, said the Master. Nay, nay, retorted his guest, you speak like a young counsellor; your spirit goes before your wit. There are many things still open for decision betwixt us. Can you blame me, an old man desirous of peace, and in the castle of a young nobleman who has saved my daughters life and my own, that I am desirous, anxiously desirous, that these should be settled on the most liberal principles? The old man kept fast hold of the Masters passive hand as he spoke, and made it impossible for him, be his predetermination what it would, to return any other than an acquiescent reply; and wishing his guest goodnight, he postponed farther conference until the next morning. Ravenswood hurried into the hall, where he was to spend the night, and for a time traversed its pavement with a disordered and rapid pace. His mortal foe was under his roof, yet his sentiments towards him were neither those of a feudal enemy nor of a true Christian. He felt as if he could neither forgive him in the one character, nor follow forth his vengeance in the other, but that he was making a base and dishonourable composition betwixt his resentment against the father and his affection for his daughter. He cursed himself, as he hurried to and fro in the pale moonlight, and more ruddy gleams of the expiring woodfire. He threw open and shut the latticed windows with violence, as if alike impatient of the admission and exclusion of free air. At length, however, the torrent of passion foamed off its madness, and he flung himself into the chair which he proposed as his place of repose for the night. If, in reality, such were the calmer thoughts that followed the first tempest of his passionif, in reality, this man desires no more than the law allows himif he is willing to adjust even his acknowledged rights upon an equitable footing, what could be my fathers cause of complaint?what is mine? Those from who we won our ancient possessions fell under the sword of my ancestors, and left lands and livings to the conquerors; we sink under the force of the law, now too powerful for the Scottish cavalry. Let us parley with the victors of the day, as if we had been besieged in our fortress, and without hope of relief. This man may be other than I have thought him; and his daughterbut I have resolved not to think of her. He wrapt his cloak around him, fell asleep, and dreamed of Lucy Ashton till daylight gleamed through the lattices. CHAPTER XV. We worldly men, when we see friends and kinsmen Past hope sunk in their fortunes, lend no hand To lift them up, but rather set our feet Upon their heads to press them to the bottom, As I must yield with you I practised it; But now I see you in a way to rise, I can and will assist you. New Way to Pay Old Debts. The Lord Keeper carried with him, to a couch harder than he was accustomed to stretch himself upon, the same ambitious thoughts and political perplexities which drive sleep from the softest down that ever spread a bed of state. He had sailed long enough amid the contending tides and currents of the time to be sensible of their peril, and of the necessity of trimming his vessel to the prevailing wind, if he would have her escape shipwreck in the storm. The nature of his talents, and the timorousness of disposition connected with them, had made him assume the pliability of the versatile old Earl of Northampton, who explained the art by which he kept his ground during all the changes of state, from the reign of Henry VIII. to that of Elizabeth, by the frank avowal, that he was born of the willow, not of the oak. It had accordingly been Sir William Ashtons policy, on all occasions, to watch the changes in the political horizon, and, ere yet the conflict was decided, to negotiate some interest for himself with the party most likely to prove victorious. His timeserving disposition was wellknown, and excited the contempt of the more daring leaders of both factions in the state. But his talents were of a useful and practical kind, and his legal knowledge held in high estimation; and they so far counterbalanced other deficiencies that those in power were glad to use and to reward, though without absolutely trusting or greatly respecting, him. The Marquis of A had used his utmost influence to effect a change in the Scottish cabinet, and his schemes had been of late so well laid and so ably supported, that there appeared a very great chance of his proving ultimately successful. He did not, however, feel so strong or so confident as to neglect any means of drawing recruits to his standard. The acquisition of the Lord Keeper was deemed of some importance, and a friend, perfectly acquainted with his circumstances and character, became responsible for his political conversion. When this gentleman arrived at Ravenswood Castle upon a visit, the real purpose of which was disguised under general courtesy, he found the prevailing fear which at present beset the Lord Keeper was that of danger to his own person from the Master of Ravenswood. The language which the blind sibyl, Old Alice, had used; the sudden appearance of the Master, armed, and within his precincts, immediately after he had been warned against danger from him; the cold and haughty return received in exchange for the acknowledgments with which he loaded him for his timely protection, had all made a strong impression on his imagination. So soon as the Marquiss political agent found how the wind sate, he began to insinuate fears and doubts of another kind, scarce less calculated to affect the Lord Keeper. He inquired with seeming interest, whether the proceedings in Sir Williams complicated litigation with the Ravenswood family were out of court, and settled without the possibility of appeal. The Lord Keeper answered in the affirmative; but his interrogator was too well informed to be imposed upon. He pointed out to him, by unanswerable arguments, that some of the most important points which had been decided in his favour against the house of Ravenswood were liable, under the Treaty of Union, to be reviewed by the British House of Peers, a court of equity of which the Lord Keeper felt an instinctive dread. This course came instead of an appeal to the old Scottish Parliament, or, as it was technically termed, a protestation for remeid in law. The Lord Keeper, after he had for some time disputed the legality of such a proceeding, was compelled, at length, to comfort himself with the improbability of the young Master of Ravenswoods finding friends in parliament capable of stirring in so weighty an affair. Do not comfort yourself with that false hope, said his wily friend; it is possible that, in the next session of Parliament, young Ravenswood may find more friends and favour even than your lordship. That would be a sight worth seeing, said the Keeper, scornfully. And yet, said his friend, such things have been seen ere now, and in our own time. There are many at the head of affairs even now that a few years ago were under hiding for their lives; and many a man now dines on plate of silver that was fain to eat his crowdy without a bicker; and many a high head has been brought full low among us in as short a space. Scott of Scotsarvets Staggering State of Scots Statesmen, of which curious memoir you showed me a manuscript, has been outstaggered in our time. The Lord Keeper answered with a deep sigh, That these mutations were no new sights in Scotland, and had been witnessed long before the time of the satirical author he had quoted. It was many a long year, he said, since Fordun had quoted as an ancient proverb, Neque dives, neque fortis, sed nec sapiens Scotus, prdominante invidia, diu durabit in terra. And be assured, my esteemed friend, was the answer, that even your long services to the state, or deep legal knowledge, will not save you, or render your estate stable, if the Marquis of A comes in with a party in the British Parliament. You know that the deceased Lord Ravenswood was his near ally, his lady being fifth in descent from the Knight of Tillibardine; and I am well assured that he will take young Ravenswood by the hand, and be his very good lord and kinsman. Why should he not? The Master is an active and stirring young fellow, able to help himself with tongue and hands; and it is such as he that finds friends among their kindred, and not those unarmed and unable Mephibosheths that are sure to be a burden to every one that takes them up. And so, if these Ravenswood cases be called over the coals in the House of Peers, you will find that the Marquis will have a crow to pluck with you. That would be an evil requital, said the Lord Keeper, for my long services to the state, and the ancient respect in which I have held his lordships honourable family and person. Ay, but, rejoined the agent of the Marquis, it is in vain to look back on past service and auld respect, my lord; it will be present service and immediate proofs of regard which, in these sliddery times, will be expected by a man like the Marquis. The Lord Keeper now saw the full drift of his friends argument, but he was too cautious to return any positive answer. He knew not, he said, the service which the Lord Marquis could expect from one of his limited abilities, that had not always stood at his command, still saving and reserving his duty to his king and country. Having thus said nothing, while he seemed to say everything, for the exception was calculated to cover whatever he might afterwards think proper to bring under it, Sir William Ashton changed the conversation, nor did he again permit the same topic to be introduced. His guest departed, without having brought the wily old statesman the length of committing himself, or of pledging himself to any future line of conduct, but with the certainty that he had alarmed his fears in a most sensible point, and laid a foundation for future and farther treaty. When he rendered an account of his negotiation to the Marquis, they both agreed that the Keeper ought not to be permitted to relapse into security, and that he should be plied with new subjects of alarm, especially during the absence of his lady. They were well aware that her proud, vindictive, and predominating spirit would be likely to supply him with the courage in which he was deficient; that she was immovably attached to the party now in power, with whom she maintained a close correspondence and alliance; and that she hated, without fearing, the Ravenswood family (whose more ancient dignity threw discredit on the newly acquired grandeur of her husband) to such a degree that she would have perilled the interest of her own house to have the prospect of altogether crushing that of her enemy. But Lady Ashton was now absent. The business which had long detained her in Edinburgh had afterwards induced her to travel to London, not without the hope that she might contribute her share to disconcert the intrigues of the Marquis at court; for she stood high in favour with the celebrated Sarah, Duchess of Marlborough, to whom, in point of character, she bore considerable resemblance. It was necessary to press her husband hard before her return; and, as a preparatory step, the Marquis wrote to the Master of Ravenswood the letter which we rehearsed in a former chapter. It was cautiously worded, so as to leave it in the power of the writer hereafter to take as deep or as slight an interest in the fortunes of his kinsmen as the progress of his own schemes might require. But however unwilling, as a statesman, the Marquis might be to commit himself, or assume the character of a patron, while he had nothing to give away, it must be said to his honour that he felt a strong inclination effectually to befriend the Master of Ravenswood, as well as to use his name as a means of alarming the terrors of the Lord Keeper. As the messenger who carried this letter was to pass near the house of the Lord Keeper, he had it in direction that, in the village adjoining to the parkgate of the castle, his horse should lose a shoe, and that, while it was replaced by the smith of the place, he should express the utmost regret for the necessary loss of time, and in the vehemence of his impatience give it to be understood that he was bearing a message from the Marquis of A to the Master of Ravenswood upon a matter of life and death. This news, with exaggerations, was speedily carried from various quarters to the ears of the Lord Keeper, and each reporter dwelt upon the extreme impatience of the courier, and the surprising short time in which he had executed his journey. The anxious statesman heard in silence; but in private Lockhard received orders to watch the courier on his return, to waylay him in the village, to ply him with liquor, if possible, and to use all means, fair or foul, to learn the contents of the letter of which he was the bearer. But as this plot had been foreseen, the messenger returned by a different and distant road, and thus escaped the snare that was laid for him. After he had been in vain expected for some time, Mr. Dingwall had orders to made especial inquiry among his clients of Wolfs Hope, whether such a domestic belonging to the Marquis of Ahad actually arrived at the neighbouring castle. This was easily ascertained; for Caleb had been in the village one morning by five oclock, to borrow twa chappins of ale and a kipper for the messengers refreshment, and the poor fellow had been ill for twentyfour hours at Luckie Smatrashs, in consequence of dining upon saut saumon and sour drink. So that the existence of a correspondence betwixt the Marquis and his distressed kinsman, which Sir William Ashton had sometimes treated as a bugbear, was proved beyond the possibility of further doubt. The alarm of the Lord Keeper became very serious; since the Claim of Right, the power of appealing from the decisions of the civil court to the Estates of Parliament, which had formerly been held incompetent, had in many instances been claimed, and in some allowed, and he had no small reason to apprehend the issue, if the English House of Lords should be disposed to act upon an appeal from the Master of Ravenswood for remeid in law. It would resolve into an equitable claim, and be decided, perhaps, upon the broad principles of justice, which were not quite so favourable to the Lord Keeper as those of strict law. Besides, judging, though most inaccurately, from courts which he had himself known in the unhappy times preceding the Scottish Union, the Keeper might have too much right to think that, in the House to which his lawsuits were to be transferred, the old maxim might prevail which was too well recognised in Scotland in former times Show me the man, and Ill show you the law. The high and unbiased character of English judicial proceedings was then little known in Scotland, and the extension of them to that country was one of the most valuable advantages which it gained by the Union. But this was a blessing which the Lord Keeper, who had lived under another system, could not have the means of foreseeing. In the loss of his political consequence, he anticipated the loss of his lawsuit. Meanwhile, every report which reached him served to render the success of the Marquiss intrigues the more probable, and the Lord Keeper began to think it indispensable that he should look round for some kind of protection against the coming storm. The timidity of his temper induced him to adopt measures of compromise and conciliation. The affair of the wild bull, properly managed, might, he thought, be made to facilitate a personal communication and reconciliation betwixt the Master and himself. He would then learn, if possible, what his own ideas were of the extent of his rights, and the means of enforcing them; and perhaps matters might be brought to a compromise, where one party was wealthy and the other so very poor. A reconciliation with Ravenswood was likely to give him an opportunity to play his own game with the Marquis of A. And besides, said he to himself, it will be an act of generosity to raise up the heir of this distressed family; and if he is to be warmly and effectually befriended by the new government, who knows but my virtue may prove its own reward? Thus thought Sir William Ashton, covering with no unusual selfdelusion his interested views with a hue of virtue; and having attained this point, his fancy strayed still farther. He began to bethink himself, That if Ravenswood was to have a distinguished place of power and trust, and if such a union would sopite the heavier part of his unadjusted claims, there might be worse matches for his daughter Lucy the Master might be reponed against the attainder. Lord Ravenswood was an ancient title, and the alliance would, in some measure, legitimate his own possession of the greater part of the Masters spoils, and make the surrender of the rest a subject of less bitter regret. With these mingled and multifarious plans occupying his head, the Lord Keeper availed himself of my Lord Bittlebrainss repeated invitation to his residence, and thus came within a very few miles of Wolfs Crag. Here he found the lord of the mansion absent, but was courteously received by the lady, who expected her husbands immediate return. She expressed her particular delight at seeing Miss Ashton, and appointed the hounds to be taken out for the Lord Keepers special amusement. He readily entered into the proposal, as giving him an opportunity to reconnoitre Wolfs Crag, and perhaps to make some acquaintance with the owner, if he should be tempted from his desolate mansion by the chase. Lockhard had his orders to endeavour on his part to make some acquaintance with the inmates of the castle, and we have seen how he played his part. The accidental storm did more to further the Lord Keepers plan of forming a personal acquaintance with young Ravenswood than his most sanguine expectations could have anticipated. His fear of the young noblemans personal resentment had greatly decreased since he considered him as formidable from his legal claims and the means he might have of enforcing them. But although he thought, not unreasonably, that only desperate circumstances drove men on desperate measures, it was not without a secret terror, which shook his heart within him, that he first felt himself inclosed within the desolate Tower of Wolfs Crag; a place so well fitted, from solitude and strength, to be a scene of violence and vengeance. The stern reception at first given to them by the Master of Ravenswood, and the difficulty he felt in explaining to that injured nobleman what guests were under the shelter of his roof, did not soothe these alarms; so that when Sir William Ashton heard the door of the courtyard shut behind him with violence, the words of Alice rung in his ears, That he had drawn on matters too hardly with so fierce a race as those of Ravenswood, and that they would bide their time to be avenged. The subsequent frankness of the Masters hospitality, as their acquaintance increased, abated the apprehensions these recollections were calculated to excite; and it did not escape Sir William Ashton, that it was to Lucys grace and beauty he owed the change in their hosts behavior. All these thoughts thronged upon him when he took possession of the secret chamber. The iron lamp, the unfurnished apartment, more resembling a prison than a place of ordinary repose, the hoarse and ceaseless sound of the waves rushing against the base of the rock on which the castle was founded, saddened and perplexed his mind. To his own successful machinations, the ruin of the family had been in a great measure owing, but his disposition was crafty, and not cruel; so that actually to witness the desolation and distress he had himself occasioned was as painful to him as it would be to the humane mistress of a family to superintend in person the execution of the lambs and poultry which are killed by her own directions. At the same time, when he thought of the alternative of restoring to Ravenswood a large proportion of his spoils, or of adopting, as an ally and member of his own family, the heir of this impoverished house, he felt as the spider may be supposed to do when his whole web, the intricacies of which had been planned with so much art, is destroyed by the chance sweep of a broom. And then, if he should commit himself too far in this matter, it gave rise to a perilous question, which many a good husband, when under temptation to act as a free agent, has asked himself without being able to return a satisfactory answer What will my wifewhat will Lady Ashton say? On the whole, he came at length to the resolution in which minds of a weaker cast so often take refuge. He resolved to watch events, to take advantage of circumstances as they occurred, and regulate his conduct accordingly. In this spirit of temporising policy, he at length composed his mind to rest. CHAPTER XVI. A slight note I have about me for you, for the delivery of which you must excuse me. It is an offer that friendship calls upon me to do, and no way offensive to you, since I desire nothing but right upon both sides. King and no King. When Ravenswood and his guest met in the morning, the gloom of the Masters spirit had in part returned. He, also, had passed a night rather of reflection than of slumber; and the feelings which he could not but entertain towards Lucy Ashton had to support a severe conflict against those which he had so long nourished against her father. To clasp in friendship the hand of the enemy of his house, to entertain him under his roof, to exchange with him the courtesies and the kindness of domestic familiarity, was a degradation which his proud spirit could not be bent to without a struggle. But the ice being once broken, the Lord Keeper was resolved it should not have time again to freeze. It had been part of his plan to stun and confuse Ravenswoods ideas, by a complicated and technical statement of the matters which had been in debate betwixt their families, justly thinking that it would be difficult for a youth of his age to follow the expositions of a practical lawyer, concerning actions of compt and reckoning, and of multiplepoindings, and adjudications and wadsets, proper and improper, and poindings of the ground, and declarations of the expiry of the legal. Thus, thought Sir William, I shall have all the grace of appearing perfectly communicative, while my party will derive very little advantage from anything I may tell him. He therefore took Ravenswood aside into the deep recess of a window in the hall, and resuming the discourse of the proceeding evening, expressed a hope that his young friend would assume some patience, in order to hear him enter in a minute and explanatory detail of those unfortunate circumstances in which his late honourable father had stood at variance with the Lord Keeper. The Master of Ravenswood coloured highly, but was silent; and the Lord Keeper, though not greatly approving the sudden heightening of his auditors complexion, commenced the history of a bond for twenty thousand marks, advanced by his father to the father of Allan Lord Ravenswood, and was proceeding to detail the executorial proceedings by which this large sum had been rendered a debitum fundi, when he was interrupted by the Master. It is not in this place, he said, that I can hear Sir William Ashtons explanation of the matters in question between us. It is not here, where my father died of a broken heart, that I can with decency or temper investigate the cause of his distress. I might remember that I was a son, and forget the duties of a host. A time, however, there must come, when these things shall be discussed, in a place and in a presence where both of us will have equal freedom to speak and to hear. Any time, the Lord Keeper said, any place, was alike to those who sought nothing but justice.