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
"After all, I cannot help being amazed at the rascally crew. Do not you
see how suspicion and distrust are stamped on every countenance? Every
man makes a bargain with apparent reluctance, and with a dread that his
neighbour is going to cheat him; and he is never mistaken. Such is the
country, and such are the people to whom you have now come, and such
must they ever continue to remain. It is in their nature to be so, and
they cannot be otherwise. Here am I, their master and benefactor, who
have spent my life in teaching them the noblest of all sciences, without
which they could not have defended their country. I have taught every
chief in the country, and every one of their vassals, and how am I
requited? Ill-clothed, worse fed, and not a bodle in my purse. All my
recompense is the freedom of living a life of fatigue and wretchedness."
"I will not stay another night in the country of such a parcel of
rogues," said I.
"You are wrong," answered he: "It is the best country you can be in. You
have nothing to lose, and you may gain much. Experience is a man's
greatest riches; and of that you will gain abundance. You will here
learn hourly how to oppose cunning to cunning; and I will teach you the
noble art of opposing masterly skill to brutal force, until you may
haply be established as my assistant and successor."
"I would rather dispense with the honour," said I: "You are too lean for
me to think of being your successor. Were you a fat full-fed man, I
would not say what I might do to attain the distinction; but I have made
up my mind to one thing, which is, always to have my meat, honestly if I
can, but at all events to have it."
"You are so far right in your principle," said he: "For when we consider
of it, a man can have very little more than his meat in this world, for
all the struggling and strife there is in it. But since you set so high
a value on good living, I can, if I please, assist you to it; for, poor
and wretched as I appear, and as I am, I have a right to call for and
command the best in every house. I could likewise take their clothes,
for money they have none; but it would be like tearing the hearts out of
the dogs,--so I content myself with the meanest fare, rather than humble
myself to ask ought of them."
"You are an extraordinary man," said I: "But when I look at you, I
cannot conceive this privilege of yours to exist in aught but in
theory."
"You shall see," said he. "What sort of meat would you prefer?"
"Fat flesh at all times and all seasons," said I: "There is nothing like
that. Whether it be the flesh of bullock, hog, or wedder, the fattest is
always the best."
"What a kite! What a raven! What a dog!" exclaimed he: "Well, you shall
have it, if it were but to kill you of a surfeit."
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