The Three Perils of Man; or, War, Women, and Witchcraft, Vol. 3 (of 3)Hogg, James
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The Three Perils of Man; or, War, Women, and Witchcraft, Vol. 3 (of 3)
Hogg, James
Historical fiction; Scotland -- History -- Robert II, 1371-1390 -- Fiction
"O Sir Charles! gallant and generous knight! do not force a young
blushing virgin to disclose what she would gladly conceal. You _do_
see her, Sir Charles! You _do_ see her and hear her speak too. Nay,
you see her kneeling at your feet, brave and generous knight! You see
her _tears_ and you hear her _weep_,--and what hero can withstand
that? Oh Sir Charles!--
"Hout, hout, hout!" cried Sir Charles interrupting her, and raising
her gently with both hands, "Hout, hout, hout! for heaven's sake
behave yoursel, and dinna flee away wi' the joke athegither, sweet
lady. Ye may be very weel, and ye are very weel for ought that I see,
but troth ye ken a man maun do ae thing afore another, and a woman
too. Ye deserve muckle better than the likes o' me, but I dinna
incline marriage; and mair than that, I hae nae time to spare."
"Ah, Sir Charles, you should not be so cruel. You should think better
of the fair sex, Sir Charles! Look at this face. What objections have
you to it, Sir Charles?"
"The face is weel enough, but it will maybe change. The last blooming
face that took me in turned put a very different article the next day.
Ah, lady! Ye little ken what I hae suffered by women and witchcraft,
or ye wadna bid me think weel o' them."
"Well, knight, since I cannot melt your heart, I must tell you that
there is a plot against your liberty, and you will be a married man
before to morrow's night. It is a grand plot, and I am convinced it is
made solely to entrap you to marry an English heiress that is a captive
here, who is fallen so deeply in love with you that, if she does not
attain you for her lover and husband, her heart will break. She has made
her case known to the Queen, and I have come by it: therefore, sir
knight, as you value my life, keep this a _profound_ secret. I thought
it a pity not to keep you out of English connections; therefore I sent
for you privily to offer you my own hand, and then you could get off on
the score of engagement."
"Thank you kindly, madam."
"Well, Sir. On pretence of an appendage to the marriage of the king's
favourite daughter with the greatest nobleman of the land, before the
festival conclude, it is agreed on that there are to be a number of
weddings beside, which are all to be richly endowed. The ladies are to
choose among the heroes of the games; and this lady Jane Howard is
going to make choice of you, and the law is to be framed in such a
manner that there will be no evading it with honour. You have been a
mortal enemy to the English; so have they to you. Had not you better
then avoid the connection by a previous marriage, or an engagement
say?
"I think I'll rather take chance, with your leave, madam: Always
begging your pardon, ye see. But, depend on it, I'll keep your secret,
and am indebted to you for your kind intentions. I'll take chance.
They winna surely force a wife on ane whether he will or no?"
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