Scotland -- History -- James II, 1437-1460 -- Fiction
When the earl's train came near, the quick eyes of the chancellor, as
readily as those of our lover, detected the absence of the countess and
Murielle. Gray could scarcely repress his anxiety and natural surprise
at a circumstance so unexpected; but the chancellor bit his nether lip
with vexation, for Margaret, as heiress of Galloway, was the second
head of that mighty house which he had sworn to humble for ever. Then
a strange smile flitted over his usually impassible face when next he
missed the sardonic visage and stealthy eyes of James Douglas, earl of
Abercorn.
"Traitor lordling," he muttered, "thou too, in time, shalt dree thy
destiny!"
At the distance of thirty paces from the gate the earl of Douglas
alighted from his horse, and relinquishing the bridle to a page,
advanced bonnet in hand towards the chancellor, who also dismounted,
and approached in the same manner, while all present who were not
men-at-arms also quitted their saddles, or as the abbot of Tongland
says in his MSS. "_lichted down_."
They greeted each other with a cold formality, over which Crichton, the
elder by many years, and the more politic, endeavoured to spread the
shallow veil of friendly warmth and courtly dissimulation.
"Welcome, lord earl, most welcome; or shall I say, duke of Touraine?"
"I am prouder of my father's name of Douglas than of any foreign duchy,
Sir William," replied the haughty boy as he presented his hand with
cold politeness. "Here I am but a Scottish earl."
The chancellor bowed, and stifled his indignation, for in this
reply three things offended him; the earl's avowal of family pride,
addressing him plainly as Sir William instead of lord chancellor, and
then presenting his hand _gloved_--a token of mistrust.
"And this young gentleman," began the chancellor,--
"Is my brother Lord David Douglas," said the earl.
"Most welcome too; but the countess, once the Fair Maid of Galloway,"
said Crichton, with a bland smile; "will she not grace our young king's
board to-day?"
"The king's grace, and you, Sir William Crichton, must hold the
countess, her sister, and likewise the Lady Ormond, excused to-day; the
ways are rough and the journey long from Thrave to Edinburgh."
"True; but the measure of--of my happiness (he had almost said
_vengeance_) will be incomplete without them."
"There are Douglases enough here to supply their places," said the
earl, glancing at his mail-clad followers with a significant smile; and
Crichton said,--
"Enter, lord earl, the king's grace and the regent await you in the
great hall."
After each declining to precede the other, the wily chancellor, while
making a sign previously agreed upon and understood by James Achanna
and Romanno of that ilk, constable of the garrison, gave a hand to each
of the brothers, and led them within the gate.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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