Jane Seton; or, The King's Advocate: A Scottish Historical RomanceGrant, James
History
Jane Seton; or, The King's Advocate: A Scottish Historical Romance
Grant, James
Scotland -- History -- James V, 1513-1542 -- Fiction
The watching was performed by the burghers. Every man within the
barriers being on guard every fourth night; thus the whole citizens
had to perform military service in rotation, armed as infantry
soldiers of the period, with helmet, corslet and steel gloves,
arquebuse and dagger, or with sword, pole-axe, and partizan. The
citizens of Edinburgh enjoyed the distinction of wearing "quhite
hatts," _i.e._, helmets of burnished steel; and the whole were
arrayed under their baillies four times in the year at a general
weapon-show. But to return.
The prebendary descended the Blackfriars Wynd, at the foot whereof
projected the turret which still indicates the cardinal's dwelling.
Grasped by the teeth of a grotesque stone monster, a lantern hung
above the doorway, and lighted a large stone panel, whereon were
carved and gilded the armorial bearings of Bethune of Balfour,
overshadowed by the cardinal's tasselled hat. Here the poor priest
paused for a moment, and muttered a fervent prayer for the success of
his merciful errand, and then he tirled the pin, timidly at first,
but boldly afterwards.
After a brief reconnaissance being made of his person through the
vizzying hole, the door was opened by one of the cardinal's guards,
who wore the arms of the archbishopric on the breast of his purple
doublet.
"Is his eminence at home?"
"Yea, father," replied the pikeman, falling back a pace, with a
profound salute.
"Please to announce that Father St. Bernard of St. Giles's craves the
honour of speaking with him alone."
"Deliver this message to my young Lord Lindesay," said the pikeman to
another of the guard, who had overheard the request; and in less than
a minute that young noble, who was the betrothed of Beaton's
daughter, and who acted as his page and equerry, appeared, bonnet in
hand.
"His eminence desires me to say, that Father St. Bernard is welcome
at all times," said he.
Ascending the narrow stone stair of this antique mansion, and
preceded by young Lindesay, whose crimson velvet mantle and
peach-coloured doublet were covered with glittering embroidery, the
prebend, on passing through an opening in a gorgeous arras, found
himself in presence of the primate of all Scotland, the legate of
Paul III.
Brilliantly lighted by candles of perfumed wax, which burned in
rose-coloured globes of Venetian glass, the chamber, in which we had
the honour of introducing the reader to the foe of Henry VIII., and
the terror of the Calvinists, to the eye of the poor priest, formed a
striking contrast to his own humble dormitory at St. Giles's; but he
was not a man to permit such thoughts to dwell an instant in his
mind; and dismissing them at once, he knelt before the cardinal's
chair, to kiss the white hand which that great and luxurious prince
of the church extended graciously towards him.
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