Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 20
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 20
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
"I dinna come here this morning, Sir Willoughby Somerset," replied
Margaret, with the warmth of offended pride, and standing up, nerved by
her feelings, which were roused as far as the gentleness of her nature
permitted--"I dinna come here this morning on my ain account, though
maybe I hae as meikle reason to do that as the braw leddie wha sits,
even noo, in your sleepin chamber, and whose braw hair ye were pleased,
in a fashion of merriment, to put in disorder. Oh, that it had pleased
heaven that ye had deranged nae mair o' me than my worthless locks, I
might this morning hae been the blithe, thochtless, and innocent Peggy
Williamson, that I was when my stray wits left me to mysel' at the
Hunter's Rest! Na, Sir Willoughby, I dinna come to tell ye o' your
broken troth, and my lost love, and the ruin o' a puir lassie, wha wad
gladly hae laid down her worthless life to save yours. These
things--though, by our memories, whilk are but as the quicksand to the
finger-marks of the drowning sailor, they may ance be forgotten--are
recorded, doubtless, whar' they shall remain, ay, as the graving on
adamant. Yet, though these things, in this world at least, concern only
me, wha am, doubtless, o' sma concernment to ony living mortal; and
though they may cost me _my_ life, may be o' sma avail, they are o' less
importance to me at this time than what I cam' to tell ye, being
naething less than how to save your ain. Adam Hunter has resolved to
slay ye this night, as ye gang to Holyrood. Tak' anither road than the
Canongate; or, what is better, stay at hame, and save a life that is
dearer to Peggy Williamson than her ain.--Fareweel, fareweel!" And
before Sir Willoughby could reply, she had left him, waving her hand to
him as she went. But, on looking back, as she opened the wicket, she saw
the same lady--whom she afterwards ascertained to be lady Arabella
Winford, a person of bad repute, with whom Sir Willoughby had resided
for some time on the continent--enter the garden, and greet him in a
manner very different from the modest custom of Scotland at that day.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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