Jane Seton; or, The King's Advocate: A Scottish Historical Romance — John Shaqi
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
A jerkin of black velvet, with open sleeves of dark purple satin,
embroidered all over with silver, black trunk breeches slashed with
purple silk, and black hose, with shoes round-toed and slashed,
formed his principal attire. Over the close jerkin he threw a loose
"cassock coate" of black silk, the collar of which was tied by silver
cords under his thick close ruff, and from thence it was open, though
furnished with twenty-four buttons of Bruges silver.
Over this he hung his shoulder-belt, which sustained a long and
slender walking-sword, having a hilt of curiously-cut steel and
silver net-work; thus, everything about him was either black or
silver, save the solitary white feather which adorned his black
velvet bonnet, and gave a smart and lofty bearing to his noble head,
which a grave dark visage, piercing eyes, and fierce moustache
completed.
His ruffian dependent, who to his public official duties limited the
private one of valet, had scarcely given the last finishing-touch to
his elaborate costume when the clatter of hoofs drew Redhall to the
window, and he saw the master of the ordnance, with his plumes
waving, his polished corselet, his embroidered dress, and rich gold
aiguilettes glittering in the sunshine, ride up the street. A tall,
stout serving-man, clad in a half suit of ribbed armour, wearing that
kind of close helmet which was then called a coursing-hat, and
carrying over his shoulder a mighty two-handed wall-sword, nearly as
long as himself, followed close at his heels, running as if for his
life.
(This armed valet was no other than the Earl of Ashkirk.)
Almost at the same moment, as if she had been watching for the sound
of the hoofs, Jane Seton appeared at an opposite window, which she
threw open. There was a radiant smile on her bright face as she
kissed her hand to the handsome cavalier, who uncovered and bowed to
his horse's mane; and there was a happy expression in his eyes, a
gallant and adventurous air about him, that, with the splendour of
his attire, failed not to impress even Redhall; for, as Vipont
saluted his charming mistress, the spirited animal he rode approached
her sideways, keeping his front to the windows, curveting, prancing,
and shaking his flowing mane and the silver ornaments of the embossed
bridle.
"St. Mary!" muttered the advocate, while he bit his thin lips, and a
fierce smile twinkled in his eyes, "how she welcomes him!--an empty
fool, who hath no thought beyond his ruffs and his aiguilettes, and
who, though he hath scarcely a cross in his pouch, is doubtless ready
to cut the throat of any man who doubts him rich as Croesus, and able
to purchase the three Lothians."
Charged with an invitation, secretly obtained from the queen, for the
ladies of Ashkirk, Roland was in high spirits, for he had procured it
through the influence of Madame de Montreuil, the governess of
Magdalene; and, with his face all smiles, he sprung from his horse
and entered the mansion.
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