The Scottish Cavalier: An Historical Romance, Volume 3 (of 3) — John Shaqi
The Scottish Cavalier: An Historical Romance, Volume 3 (of 3)Grant, James
History
The Scottish Cavalier: An Historical Romance, Volume 3 (of 3)
Grant, James
Scotland -- History -- 1649-1660 -- Fiction
The disorder and scantiness of her attire, the pallor and horror of
her aspect, and her presence in such a place, had previously informed
him of all, and no sooner were they in a more retired apartment,
than, throwing herself into his arms, she wept bitterly. Meanwhile,
the unscrupulous cavaliers were ranging over the entire household,
breaking open every press, cabinet, and girnel, with the butts and
balls of their carbines, in search of wine, vivres, or anything else
that suited their fancies. Juden kept always a full larder, and its
contents furnished a sumptuous breakfast. Several whole cheeses, a
cask of ale, and a thirty-gallon runlet or two of canary, were
trundled into the hall; and a hearty repast, with the usual military
accompaniments of mirth and laughter, was enjoyed by the hungry
troopers, whose appetites a night spent in their saddles, and a ride
in the keen air of a winter morning, had sufficiently whetted.
In a few minutes, Lilian, with faltering accents, had informed Walter
of her abduction, of the hours of suffering she had endured, and her
anxiety to return to Lady Grisel; but, alas! poor Lilian knew not
that perhaps her only relative had perished in the conflagration of
her old ancestral home.
Aware that Dundee meant to halt for an hour or so, to await
despatches from the Earl of Balcarris and the ex-Lord-Advocate,
Walter resolved without delay to accompany Lilian to Edinburgh, and
there convey her to some place of safety, ere he cast himself upon
the world for ever; for from that hour he was like a reed tossed upon
the waves of misfortune. By the assistance of Jack Holster, he had
Clermistonlee's favourite mare prepared for Lilian; and, after
refreshing her with a milk-posset made by the cynical Beatrix, they
departed for the city at a quick trot: the plain buff coat, steel
cap, and accoutrements of Walter, enabling him to pass for a Royalist
or Revolutionist, as occasion required.
As soon as they began to converse, the pace of their horses was
checked, and they proceeded slowly: forgetful of Claverhouse and of
his pledged word, Walter remembered only the presence of Lilian; and
their minds were so much absorbed in their mutual explanations and
plans for the future, that they marked not the tardiness of their
progression towards Edinburgh.
CHAPTER IX.
LOVE AND PRINCIPLE.
My promised husband and my dearest friend;
Since heaven appoints this favoured race to reign,
And blood has drenched the Scottish fields in vain,
May I be wretched and thy flight partake?
Or wilt not thou for thy loved Chloe's sake,
Tired out at length submit to fate's decree.
TICKELL.
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