Waverley; or, 'Tis sixty years since — CompleteScott, Walter
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Waverley; or, 'Tis sixty years since — Complete
Scott, Walter
Historical fiction; Jacobite Rebellion, 1745-1746 -- Fiction; Scotland -- History -- 18th century -- Fiction
monarch by whom it had been wilfully forfeited? If, on the other hand,
his own final conviction of the goodness of their cause, or the
commands of his father or uncle, should recommend to him allegiance to
the Stuarts, still it was necessary to clear his own character by
showing that he had not, as seemed to be falsely insinuated, taken any
step to this purpose during his holding the commission of the reigning
monarch,
The affectionate simplicity of Rose and her anxiety for his safety, his
sense too of her unprotected state, and of the terror and actual
dangers to which she might be exposed, made an impression upon his
mind, and he instantly wrote to thank her in the kindest terms for her
solicitude on his account, to express his earnest good wishes for her
welfare and that of her father, and to assure her of his own safety.
The feelings which this task excited were speedily lost in the
necessity which he now saw of bidding farewell to Flora Mac-Ivor,
perhaps for ever. The pang attending this reflection was inexpressible;
for her high-minded elevation of character, her self-devotion to the
cause which she had embraced, united to her scrupulous rectitude as to
the means of serving it, had vindicated to his judgment the choice
adopted by his passions. But time pressed, calumny was busy with his
fame, and every hour's delay increased the power to injure it. His
departure must be instant.
With this determination he sought out Fergus, and communicated to him
the contents of Rose's letter, with his own resolution instantly to go
to Edinburgh, and put into the hands of some one or other of those
persons of influence to whom he had letters from his father his
exculpation from any charge which might be preferred against him.
'You run your head into the lion's mouth,' answered Mac-Ivor. 'You do
not know the severity of a government harassed by just apprehensions,
and a consciousness of their own illegality and insecurity. I shall
have to deliver you from some dungeon in Stirling or Edinburgh Castle.'
'My innocence, my rank, my father's intimacy with Lord M--, General
G--, etc., will be a sufficient protection,' said Waverley.
'You will find the contrary,' replied the Chieftain, 'these gentlemen
will have enough to do about their own matters. Once more, will you
take the plaid, and stay a little while with us among the mists and the
crows, in the bravest cause ever sword was drawn in?'
[Footnote: A Highland rhyme on Glencairn's Expedition, in 1650, has
these lines--
We'll bide a while amang ta crows,
We'll wiske ta sword and bend ta bows]
'For many reasons, my dear Fergus, you must hold me excused.'
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