Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 10
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 10
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
He went on with sorrowing steps, and yet would not have staid behind.
The small and unpretending cottage before him damped him at first, but
when he thought upon it as the home of his fair enchantress, his spirits
were again cheered. He found in the place neatness and rural elegance.
He would have been happy to have changed his sceptre for a shepherd's
crook, and his noble Castle of Crail for this humble dwelling. He was
invited to refresh himself, and Matilda soon joined them; but, although
the table was spread with healthful rustic dainties, he could not do
justice to the feast. Matilda's charming company and conversation was
his regalement. The old man apologised for the homeliness of his fare,
supposing _that_ to be the cause of his guest's abstinence, and said,
"That once he could have entertained him better, but now he had little
more to offer than a hearty welcome."
A knock was heard at the door, and a young farmer having entered who
wished to buy some sheep, the old man retired with him with the view of
making a bargain.
The young couple being left alone, David moved his chair nearer to that
of Matilda, and began to renew his attentions to her; but, however much
she was pleased with the courtly air and intellectual conversation of
her visiter, she was resolved to act with prudence and circumspection.
She therefore took this opportunity of stating to him, in a polite and
kindly manner, that, as he had said his visits were paid for the purpose
of making _her_ acquaintance, and that while she thanked him for the
favourable opinion he had often expressed with regard to her, yet, as he
was a stranger, and had never been regularly introduced, she should be
obliged to decline his future visits. She further stated, that he must
be well aware there can be no safe principle except this, that every man
aiming at our acquaintance must be introduced to us by some person we
already know, who becomes a guarantee, as it were, for the propriety of
his behaviour and the honour of his views; that without this we can
never be sure that the individual addressing us is not a designing
adventurer, who would think nothing of making our happiness his sport;
and that for a young female to admit the addresses of an unknown young
man, however fascinating his manners or noble his air, would be to run a
great risk of disappointment and unhappiness for life.
The old man now came into the room, and the subject of conversation
being changed, King David shortly afterwards took leave of his
entertainers, bowing respectfully as he retired.
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