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
These sentiments only interested or concerned Sir Willoughby in so far
as they told him that the fair maiden would not betray him. He mistook
entirely the Scotch character generally; and he had not himself any of
those high-minded qualities which could enable him to appreciate
Margaret's. Betrayed, by her determination to do justice to her own
standard of female duty, into an idea that the sacrifices she had
thrown, and was again to throw, on the shrine of that duty which she
had, in her fervid imagination, defied, were mere indications of a wish
to oblige and conciliate him, Sir Willoughby thought he might safely go
a step further, and endeavour to wring out of her the written promise of
marriage he had so unguardedly given her. He began by using some more of
the bland language by which he had originally beguiled her; but he had
scarcely approached the subject on which her mind was fixed, when
Margaret, with the perspicacity of her sex in these tender points,
interrupted him; and, raising herself to the utmost extent of her
height, while the fire flashed from her dark blue eye, said--
"If ye can tak' frae me the burden o' shame I hae carried for six moons
under my broken heart, and restore to me my lost repute, aince pure as
the snaw that the winds o' heaven hae driven o'er muir and mountain, and
tear from my puir crazy brain the image I hae made an idol o', and on
whose unholy alter I hae sacrificed my maiden virtue--and maybe that
eternal life that hasna been promised to the trafficker in sin--then,
Sir Willoughby, ye may ask me for that whilk stands to me in the place
of ane haly covenant. It is the only solace left to bind up my broken
spirit, and be a sign and a token to your bairn whom I hae yet to bear,
that its puir mother, though doubtless guilty o' a great sin, was the
victim o' a knight's broken troth, and maybe entitled to a drap o' mercy
in her burning cup. Tell me, sir to keep frae the officers o' the law
the secret that would bring ye to a shamefu' death, and I will part wi'
it as sune as I will part wi' the written testimonial of what a merciful
God, and the less merciful laws o' my countrie, may, peradventure, deal
wi' as ane haly bond o' marriage."
With these words, Margaret abruptly left the prison, and Sir Willoughby,
concerned only for his liberation, denied access to his heart to the
sentiments which reflected so much honour on the feelings of his victim,
from whom he was entitled to expect nothing but revenge.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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