The Earl of Nithsdale, however, was not one who had ever been
completely carried away in the vortex of dissipation. He had still
cherished within his mind an ideal model of perfection, which had
preserved him from yielding up his affections to any of the fair
creatures who fluttered around him. He had always resolved that the
woman to whom he should unite himself should be pure as the unsunned
snow, with mind, soul, and affections fresh and unpolluted.
It was, therefore, willingly that he entered into the alliance urged
by the agent of his master--a master towards whom he inherited loyalty
with the blood which flowed in his veins, and to whom, since his
interview with him in Flanders, he felt additionally bound by every tie
of romantic honour.
Lord Nithsdale had sought that interview with all the feelings of
enthusiasm naturally inspired by the circumstance of the young prince
so gallantly entering the King of France's army. He was then saddened
at the appearance of ill-health visible in the Chevalier, and he was
disheartened by perceiving how poorly he was attended. These facts,
unpromising as they were, affected his hopes of success, but they did
not lessen the interest he felt for the royal exile. The divisions
among the Chevalier's adherents, consequent upon Colonel Hook's
imprudent neglect of the more moderate Jacobites, who were not prepared
rashly and unconditionally to yield the hard-earned liberties of their
country into the hands of a restored monarch, portended, to a person
who was not of a sanguine temperament, the ill-success which attended
the attempt of 1707, but it did not for a moment affect his allegiance.
This despondent, yet devoted loyalty threw over his whole demeanour
a tinge of melancholy, which was calculated to render him only more
interesting in the eyes of a young girl; and she soon learned to watch
with anxiety the varying expression of his brow, and to hail with joy
the smile which her presence invariably called forth.
His affection for her was a mingled feeling of almost parental care and
protection, with a punctilious respect, excited by her innocence and
her noble birth.
She had been brought up to honour and to obey; and the love to which
she gladly and dutifully yielded every faculty of her soul, evinced
itself in a thousand actions of almost filial reverence. She was
unaccustomed to the common attentions mechanically granted by the other
sex, and unconsciously received by those who have lived in the world;
and he sometimes smilingly checked her when she stooped for her own
roll of silk, or performed for herself and others a thousand little
services, which, in former days especially, were exacted not only from
a lover, but from all gentlemen towards all ladies.
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