On his departure, the latter stood for a moment, and looked after him
with a smile of peculiar intelligence; then muttered, as he also left
the spot--
"Well do I know what it was brought your Grace to this quarter of the
town; and knowing this, I know it was for anything but the sake of
its view. Fair maidens have more attractions in your eyes than all
the views between this and John o' Groat's. But I have taken care
that your pursuit in the present instance will avail thee little."
And the good Provost went on his way.
For eight entire days after this did James wait in Glasgow for the
return of Jessie Craig; but he waited in vain. Neither in that time
could he learn anything whatever of the place of her sojournment.
His patience at length exhausted, he determined on giving up the
pursuit for the time at any rate, and on quitting the city.
The king, as elsewhere casually mentioned, had come last from
Bothwell Castle. It was now his intention to proceed to Stirling,
where he proposed stopping for two or three weeks; thence to
Linlithgow, and thereafter returning to Edinburgh.
The purpose of James to make this round having reached the ears of a
certain Sir James Crawford of Netherton, whose house and estate lay
about half-way between Glasgow and Stirling, that gentleman sent a
respectful message to James, through Sir Robert Lindsay, to the
effect that he would feel much gratified if his Grace would deign to
honour his poor house of Netherton with a visit in passing, and
accept for himself and followers such refreshment as he could put
before them.
To this message James returned a gracious answer, saying that he
would have much pleasure in accepting the invitation so kindly sent
him, and naming the day and hour when he would put the inviter's
hospitality to the test.
Faithful to his promise, the king and his retinue, amongst whom was
now Sir Robert Lindsay, who had been included in the invitation,
presented themselves at Netherton gate about noon on the day that had
been named.
They were received with all honour by the proprietor, a young man of
prepossessing appearance, graceful manners, and frank address.
On the king and gentlemen of his train entering the house, they were
ushered into a large banqueting ball, where was an ample table spread
with the choicest edibles, and glittering with the silver goblets and
flagons that stood around it in thick array. Everything, in short,
betokened at once the loyalty and great wealth of the royal party's
entertainer.
The king and his followers having taken their places at table, the
fullest measure of justice was quickly done to the good things with
which it was spread. James was in high spirits, and talked and
rattled away with as much glee and as entire an absence of all kingly
reserve as the humblest good fellow in his train.
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