The Three Perils of Man; or, War, Women, and Witchcraft, Vol. 2 (of 3)Hogg, James
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The Three Perils of Man; or, War, Women, and Witchcraft, Vol. 2 (of 3)
Hogg, James
Historical fiction; Scotland -- History -- Robert II, 1371-1390 -- Fiction
Our messengers looked mightily astonished when they beheld such a
retinue, and Charlie observed that "it was a confounded shame for Mr
Michael no to join the warden, and had sae mony idle men lying tholing
starvation beside him." But then looking wildly around on both sides to
his friends, he added, "God's grace be about us! wha kens but a' thae
may be spirits or elves in the shapes o'men? I think they hae unco queer
musty-like looks. An I had Corby here he wad soon tell me wi' a
vengeance."
Old Gourlay, now at the head of his corps, demanded what the strangers
wanted; and on being informed who they were, and that they came on a
special commission to the Master, they were admitted, and walked up a
lane between two ranks of armed men in full caparison.
The Master beheld them from his casement, and was mightily diverted by
the whimsical appearance of the various individuals that formed the
group, two of whom he conceived to be the most beautiful creatures he
had ever seen. Whoever reads this will at once guess who these two
lovely beings were; but if he does, he will at once guess wrong. It
would seem that a wizard sees every thing in this fair and beautiful
creation through an inverted medium, and that all the common and fine
feelings of nature are in him changed and distorted. The beauty of the
two young captives appeared, in Michael's eyes, hateful, and even
affected him with loathing; but two more lovely and engaging creatures
than Jordan and the Deil's Tam he had never seen on earth. The hooked
nose, wrinkled face, and mouth from ear to ear of the laird, he thought
exquisite; but Tam's long coulter nose, turned up in front, his small
grey eyes, and shapeless physiognomy, were beyond all expression
engaging. So, from the time that the Master got the first look of them,
he determined, contrary to his usual custom, to see and converse with
his guests.
They were soon conducted to the door of the vault, in which their friend
the friar was immured; and, as soon as the door opened, he exclaimed,
with a loud voice, "I charge you, O my brethren, and my companions, that
ye come not into this place, nor set a foot within its boundaries; for
the place is a place of death, and the bones of the dead men are in it."
There is no deciding what these words might have produced, had they been
pronounced in time; but as soon as Charlie and the laird, who were
foremost, heard the friar's voice, they rushed towards him without
thought or fear of the consequences, and, ere he had done, the hindmost
were pushed in by the relentless arm of the seneschal, and the iron door
closed behind them. Perceiving how matters stood, the friar straight
lifted up his hands, and continued to declaim in a still more fervent
stile.
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