It was not that the gentle Lady Nithsdale was haughty in her nature;
the affection which subsisted between herself and Amy sufficiently
proved the contrary; but as she was imbued with the divine indefeasible
right of kings, so was she with the innate inherent nobility of an
ancient family.
CHAPTER VIII.
The virtue of her lively looks
Excels the precious stone,
I wish to have none other books
To read or look upon.
The modest mirth that she doth use
Is mixed with shamefacedness.
_Attributed to Lord Rockford,
Anne Boleyn's brother._
Although they differed widely in politics, the Duke of Montrose was one
of the persons whom Lord Nithsdale looked upon as a true patriot, and a
young man of great promise. He was the grandson of the great marquis,
and had been by Queen Anne lately raised to the dignity of Duke of
Montrose.
The family of the Earl of Nithsdale was, through Douglas, Earl of
Moreton, nearly connected with that of the duke; and also, through
the marriage of Lord Nithsdale's sister, the Lady Mary Maxwell, to the
Earl of Traquhair, with that of his young duchess, the Lady Christian
Carnegie, daughter to the Earl of Northesk.
This double connexion had assisted to foster a friendship, which the
opposite tendency of their political opinions might otherwise have
prevented from attaining maturity; and consequently, when the young
Duke of Montrose first brought his fair bride and cousin into Scotland,
he failed not to present her to a family with which they were mutually
connected.
The duke was a zealous supporter of the Protestant succession, and was
at that period high in favour with Queen Anne. His youthful wife had
shone as one of the most brilliant stars at her court; and gay, lovely,
and volatile, she had not failed to adopt the style and manners then
in vogue; she was esteemed the most modish lady about the court; the
furbelow of her petticoat was no sooner seen than it was copied; her
commode attracted all eyes, the jaunty air of her hoop was envied by
all the sex, and she no sooner appeared in one of the small muffs which
we sometimes see represented in pictures of the time, than all the
muffs about town were cut in half.
She enjoyed the admiration she excited, as was natural to one who
was aware, though not vain, of her powers of fascination; and there
was a grace in her harmless coquetries, and a joyous good-humour, a
frankness, piercing through the court airs, which had become as it were
second nature to her, that took captive the hearts of all.
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