To Lady Nithsdale, on the contrary, the peaceful restoration of the
Stuarts appeared to be the universal panacea; and she devoutly
believed that if that object could be accomplished without effusion of
blood, all orders of British subjects must be good and happy. Little
used, however, to join in political discussions, little accustomed
indeed to hear them, she did not venture to urge any arguments of her
own; yet she could not remain silent when she saw her lord thus moved,
and timidly suggested--
"You are a true patriot, my lord; and that you yourself could not be
content under the rule of a stranger and a heretic, is surely proof
enough that neither could others, who have noble souls, be happy under
his dominion. Does England boast any man whose name is fairer, whose
character is more unblemished, than the kind, good, generous Earl of
Derwentwater? he whose purse is open to the poor, whose hand is ever
ready to assist the unfortunate? Must not he seek his country's good?
Is not the Viscount Kenmure's name a noble and an honourable one? would
he sacrifice his country? But why should I seek other names than my own
dear lord's? The Earl of Nithsdale's is in itself a justification, and
a sanction, of any cause he espouses!" she continued with warmth. Lord
Nithsdale shook his head. "Our noble friend, the Duke of Ormond too! he
has joined his majesty at Havre."
"Ah, Winifred! now you have touched the chord to which my soul
vibrates. Such flagrant injustice must rouse the spirit in all
honest hearts! Ormond's name must be restored! Ormond's banner must
be replaced! Yes, we are driven to the course we are pursuing: we
must proceed. Let us think no more; but blindly follow where honour,
loyalty, friendship, consistency lead us, without anticipating
what may be the event! To-morrow we shall receive the answer from
Edinburgh--to-morrow I am a denounced rebel; I must join the other
lords who are already seeking the Earl of Mar. But oh! Winifred!
would any other general were appointed to the undertaking! That man
has not the head, the heart, nor the character fitting for such a
situation. He has zeal, but that is all. The honour--the undoubted, the
unquestionable honour is wanting. Was he not one of the first to make
protestations of loyalty to the Elector? and now----But there is no use
in retrospection; we must on--on--on! To-morrow, my love, I leave you:
how, when, where to meet, is in the hands of Providence."
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