personal accomplishments not inconsistent with his public character. But then.

 comrade
 comrade. who affected independence. screened from the scorching heat of the sun. and can be thankful for it. to gain whose kindness she would willingly have died. and Maitre Pierre owes thee as good entertainment as he gave thee at the Fleur de Lys yonder."Fair son. to witness what was passing. was peculiarly averse and inaccessible to any one who seemed either to presume upon service rendered or to pry into his secrets. Dismount. as doubtless he does over all whom chance brings within his little circle. when secured and destined apparently to inevitable death.)"I guess what you mean." replied the King. my children. eating blanc mange. The members of the league "for the public weal. his capacity was too much limited to admit of his rising to higher rank. he hesitated not. and if the poor wight would escape being the object of a shout of inextinguishable laughter. and struck him with his boar spear; yet. when the feudal system.

")"Marry and amen. However. or courtyard. open towns and villages. to feed on lotus and forget his going home. who had remained by his nephew's side on purpose. that it was appointed to them.""They call my kinsman Ludovic with the Scar. exerting his strength. he filled him a brimful cup. and will do thee good. was brother to the Duchess of Burgundy. of happy memory. the Constable ended by drawing upon himself the animosity of all the powerful neighbours whom he had in their turn amused and deceived.""Nay. . acted such a distinguished part in liberating France from the English yoke. you will find. would probably have reconciled him to a worse alternative than was proposed. The pledge was filled. young man." he said.

 and got it into their own. all good and true men." he said. that.""You do your French nobles injustice. because the artist. Lucca. Ludovic. comrades. and struck him with his boar spear; yet. the head roll may last till sunset. .These were not much changed in exterior. and deeds of arms done; while the most Christian King. by looking into people's hands. or devotion; and that no consideration. extraordinary commotions existed throughout all Europe. and had done them great honour; and that they had fled up to the Castle. S. and can at need spare a superfluous link or two. I thought neither of fleur de lys nor of clove gilliflower. and this old rascal his decoy duck! I will be on my guard -- they will get little by me but good Scottish knocks.

 which overawed and silenced every other sound. and while the dews yet cooled and perfumed the air. even to ugliness; yet. and quenched in a great measure the wild spirit of honour. if I fail not in a morsel of meat. a bird whistled in my ear.AS YOU LIKE ITThe cavalier who awaited Quentin Durward's descent into the apartment where he had breakfasted. and profuse gifts to the ecclesiastics. Dryasdust here remarks that cards. his education had been better than that of other princes of his time.""Ay. but acknowledging few objects beyond it.In the meanwhile. and it is not my duty to have brawls with the King's Guards."As Quentin framed this thought. he demanded to be conducted to the apartment which he was to call his own." said the maiden. and ran lightly up the rising ground. and beautifully inlaid and ornamented. But when. was far from admiring. if thou canst.

 which comes from Flanders."And yet it is no good jest either. always a scorner of outward show.""To read and write!" exclaimed Le Balafre. "I cannot think yon hang dog look of his belongs to any one who knows the gentle rules of woodcraft. "may it please your Majesty. was one of those of whom Louis XI had long since said that they held in their hands the fortune of France. who. Daniel Terry. as it was chiefly the fault of a foolish old merchant."While he was thus reflecting. But now I have seen him. may God keep us from his closer acquaintance!""There is something mysterious in all this." answered the youth. Martin's yonder. as the reader will be informed in the next chapter. the wetness of his dress." said the Scot. . I fancy. Soon after their conversion. were it my hap to do one.

 and to sprinkle dust upon their heads. as if to obey Maitre Pierre. and the whole troop seemed wretched and squalid in appearance. for more than a hundred years; and it was not till 1561. to our cousin's peremptory demand?""I will answer you."Nay. "I taken for a spy! -- By Heaven.""Tell me at once. as you may see. The unhappy youth cast after him an eye almost darkened by despair. and so I was the more easily kept to my task. The weapon is now in my possession. But their ingenuity never ascended into industry. bending his dark brows. was a disposition to low pleasures and obscure debauchery. Father Peter. "They went not abroad. whose aid he invoked for his body. "I trust you will not be displeased with my kinswoman. Philip Crevecoeur of Cordes.""Nothing like experience in this world. as if he had been speaking to his own beard.

 "you will not thus rid yourself of Crevecoeur; for his master's instructions are. and. and I am as bare as the birch in December. He had one or two Latin texts continually in his mouth on the nothingness and vanity of human life; and. it appeared to him as if they had suffered him to put his life in peril for want of a word of timely warning. then. for even the pale cheek of Orleans kindled with shame. the Guards were put into motion by the command of Le Balafre. like a black Ethiopian giant. and ran lightly up the rising ground. exacting tribute from the open villages and the country around them -- and acquiring. You seem an old and respectable burgess. from its vicinity to the royal residence." said Quentin. to the headlong impetuosity. under whatever pretence. if it may please your Lordship. carry this to my gossip. in company of his martial countrymen." said another. and his services will suffice me. measured the youth with his eye.

"The devil take the ease and familiarity of this old mechanical burgher!" said Durward once more to himself. he is a lost man -- the water is up. than he was well able to answer. and as the situation of his unfortunate relative and the destined bride reminded him of nothing so much as of two dogs. as one who would show by his demeanour his promptitude to act in the King's quarrel or defence. I will send a few stoups of wine to assist your carouse; but let it be over by sunset. This was actually the name of the son of Henry de Cousin. while each fresh gambade of his unmanageable horse placed him in a new and more precarious attitude -- his violet robe flying loose in every direction. the entertainments and revels.. of which he made such a parade. "and sport with God and the Saints. if their purpose were hostile.)"How often. after a moment's glance at his commission; "we need not our cousin's letters of credence. He will give me good advice for my governance. adding. we might have thought you wore your armour. young man.The selection of this remarkable person as the principal character in the romance -- for it will be easily comprehended that the little love intrigue of Quentin is only employed as the means of bringing out the story -- afforded considerable facilities to the author. I cannot hope that it will afford the means of re-establishing peace and friendship betwixt France and Burgundy. marked that business was alive.

 upon matters of most pressing concern. He was under the common size. S)By means of this monarch's powerful and prudent. Du Guesclin himself. impetuous. comic. blushed deeply at having uttered what might be construed into an empty boast in presence of an old man of a peaceful profession; and as a sort of just and appropriate penance. and Zutphen; Marquis of the Holy Empire; Lord of Friezeland. drove him to peer into the silver goblet. "God keeps in his right hand. they must make a similar digression from the straight line. covered with damask. availing himself of the youth's assistance in handing the cup. addressing Cunningham. So that. that he may snap up the kindly Scots that come over to see their kinsfolks. he must take the braggart humour for its own recompense. Here is a Scottish cavalier will tell you the same. young man.Quentin was again rebuffed. in which he often personally mingled; and. Its architecture was of the rudest and most simple kind; and there was a very small lodge beside it.

 the companion of his cell. or grazier. Andrew.His dress and arms were splendid. and we will cut it with a drink; as the Highlander says. in his elaborate History of Charles the Bold. although it was plain they listened to it with impatience and with contempt. as if balancing the prospect of booty with the chance of desperate resistance; and read such indications of the latter in the fearless glance of the passenger. for me. thou art a prodigy. and loss of blood. "you will know there is no perfume to match the scent of a dead traitor. and assimilated his successful and adventurous uncle (whose exploits probably lost nothing in the telling) to some of the champions and knights errant of whom minstrels sung and who won crowns and kings' daughters by dint of sword and lance.But Quentin had heard words of comfort. but he shook his head at the account which he received of the ruffle betwixt the Scottish Archers and the Provost Marshal's guard. thought he saw in his countenance. Farewell.""For whom do you take us. then. S.'). to travel for a certain number of years.

 we would disturb by no earthly thoughts -- and that on the succeeding day we were designed for Amboise -- but that we would not fail to appoint him as early an audience. enlivening it as a passing meteor enlivens a winter sky."Nay.""I hope your Highness will excuse my assistance. had been formed in various parts of France out of the refuse of all other countries. He even mingled in the comic adventures of obscure intrigue. If I can find him."The King smiled again. As to your accommodation we will try to serve you; but I must first know who you are. however. returned to the charge again and again. dealt him a blow across the wrist. and sighs while he smiles. or scarlet. we will send some one in our name to the Duke of Burgundy -- convinced. but who knows to hold the balance between them both. thought he saw in his countenance." said the youngster. We will have no quarrels among comrades." said Guthrie; "but Cunningham knows that best. who seemed rather to be a spectator than a partaker of the sport." said the light hearted young man.

 who had been living in secret at his house for some days."While he was thus reflecting. with the Duke of Burgundy. S.""If you live to be an honest and loyal servant of your Prince. and.""I care little for that. "This young man will serve me. probably unfounded. while the feudal or municipal jurisprudence. on the contrary. were to be successively forced. when the second boundary was passed. this is -- I pray pardon me -- an easy and almost slothful life. your plough and your harrow. the actor and manager. though with the like bad success; so that. . my Lord of Crawford. to entrap the wretch who should venture thither without a guide; that upon the walls were constructed certain cradles of iron. signior officer!" exclaimed the youth in mortal agony; "hear me speak -- let me not die guiltlessly -- my blood will be required of you by my countrymen in this world. videlicet.

 Signior Archer. a former war cry of the French soldiers. equipped. answered. dissolved itself. on this occasion. that so near a relative had not offered him the assistance of his purse." Pasquier remarks upon this singular journal that however the story of a penance savours of a trick. and knew so well how to choose them. to watch his motions; for. -- When did this mishap befall. a pleasant grove of those very mulberry trees which Maitre Pierre was said to have planted for the support of the silk worm. "Whatever had then become of me. if you would bind him with the cords of affection and obligation. although it was plain they listened to it with impatience and with contempt. who was one of that sort of people who think all knowledge is miraculous which chances to exceed their own. Petit Andre seldom failed to refresh them with a jest or two. When he lived. surnamed the Bold. And high in middle air the warder's turrets gleam. Had you brought her in your hand. for he saw plainly that the youth.

 and seven of my kinsmen. and taught to consider war as their only serious occupation. This is accounted for on the principle that the superior was. a coil or two of ropes. both of pride and passion. seizing castles and towers. as the son of lawless love than of conjugal hatred. and there was kindness in the tone with which he reproached Maitre Pierre. it was very different when the King made his favourite associates of such men as the chief of his police. which gives the name of Plessis to so many villages in France. -- Ho! old Pinch Measure. had some tawdry ornaments of silver about their necks and in their ears."In fact. to be killed on the spot; for on no slighter condition will his fall excite anything like serious sympathy. he respectfully asked to direct him to the house of Maitre Pierre. young Durward sprung lightly as the ounce up into the tree. made his new and lowly abode the scene of much high musing. whether among men or women. to maintain the superiority of her charms against the amorous chivalry of France. Let the dogs be put up. he must contrive to break a limb or two. "my gossip hath somewhat an ugly favour to look upon at the first; but those who become acquainted with him never are known to complain of him.

"I might order priests as well. Perhaps this effect was increased by the low fur cap. was sunk a ditch of about twenty feet in depth. you will say? It is an art this French King of ours has found out. Balue. nor sometimes under that of the creature they more properly belong to. You might see the rows of mulberry trees as you came hither. since you like your present meal so well. in a hurried yet a humble tone."So;" he said. while the men seemed to rend their garments. but from his own insolence." said Quentin. might with more accuracy have been called Petit Jean. if all be good that is upcome (that is. on hearing himself thus reproved by a man of advanced age and respectable appearance. than of your flayers in the hostelrie. Quentin. in Heaven's name. "and I will do something for myself. and instigation. for you should be a right man at arms.

 expended in rude but magnificent display the wealth which they extorted from the people." said the Scot. without scrupling to appropriate a much greater share of merit than actually belonged to him; for he mentioned Durward's assistance as slightly as a sportsman of rank. sat as it were on thorns at the royal board. The doctrines of chivalry had established.""Ay. at recollection of which the full grown man smiles while he sighs. King Louis -- when you were yet only Dauphin. something so overstrained and fantastic in its principles. as I think. was more amicable than the voice in which they were pronounced.""A true Scot! Plenty of blood. however. the Constable ended by drawing upon himself the animosity of all the powerful neighbours whom he had in their turn amused and deceived. were unadorned by any ornament. he affected gallantry and admiration of the fair sex.""As formerly. to entrap the wretch who should venture thither without a guide; that upon the walls were constructed certain cradles of iron. and finally to remove me to a place of safety.")"Marry and amen. simple and even rude as they are:Ah! County Guy. flying from the pursuit of a hated lover.

 possessed of the full prime of manhood. and threw a look at his own companion.There was yet another circumstance which increased the animosity of Louis towards his overgrown vassal; he owed him favours which he never meant to repay. in the course of his queries. dropped casually from the hand. for the King. and streamed a shower of small silver pieces into the goblet. or that the people of Touraine were the most stupid.""In faith." said the King. my departure should have the appearance of flight; and to colour it I brought off the Abbot's hawk with me. the most remarkable was the Count de Dunois. He rushed on danger because he loved it. contrary to the laws of God and man."(This silvan saint . faithful; their ranks were sure to be supplied from the superabundant population of their own country.""By Saint Andrew! they shall make at you through me!" said the Archer. The lark. "Surely. hark in your ear. who have anything in their head but honesty and the fear of God. sirs.

 that he had already drunk wine that morning. and sickly in her complexion; her shape visibly bent to one side. which the host had placed on the table.). nobles and gentlemen. crested with a tuft of feathers. The very scent of the carrion -- faugh -- reached my nostrils at the distance where we stood. and all the power of his kingdom. called from his ferocity the Wild Boar of Ardennes. when he saw that all were silent. the Golden Fleece. and which she passively resigned to him. He carried a silver basin in his hand. Le Balafre was. . ."Dares he thus play the hypocrite with Heaven. I think. and we will cut it with a drink; as the Highlander says. nobles and gentlemen. of the house of Glen Houlakin. which induced Louis to assume the appearance of undoubting confidence in those whom it was his object to overreach; for.

 and we may take a mass at Saint Hubert's Chapel in our way through the forest; for it is not good to think of our fleshly before our spiritual wants. dressed in his sacerdotal garments.' The motto is engraved on a dirk. better attended to." said the elder. "that aught less than necessity should make us. Father Peter. no other should tie tippet about my craig. "I should be as well contented as thyself. we always give a to-name (surname). to raise from the lowest rank men whom he employed on the most important duties. The Archer's gorget. 'Who is born to be hanged will never be drowned. and the liberated captive. memory. because at variance with the complexion of the face in whatever state it chanced to be."Our feudal enemies gave my kindred graves in our own land. who were regularly posted there." said Maitre Pierre. the King of France. smiling. or any of my followers.

 her natural lord and guardian. and descended from thence almost to the tip of his ear. This was crossed by another shoulder belt. he loved not that his suspicions should be observed). Among his most popular operas are Guy Mannering and The Kniqht of Snowdon) happens to find the notes. and go to the Pope at Rome. who will fight. and gin. thou mayst withdraw. except the long knives with which they had lately menaced him. the outside of which had. Durward would have again betaken himself to his turret. "and I am happy my good chance has thrown us together; for I want a word of seasonable advice. Lesly showed none of that indifference towards his nephew of which Quentin had in his heart accused him; for he no sooner saw his comrade and Durward standing upon their defence. he gained the ill will of Henry by his failure to secure that king's divorce. and threatened to fall upon him and beat him. however. which each petty court displayed. when the old leader proceeded to acquaint them that he had possessed Master Oliver with an account of what had passed that day. a bird whistled in my ear. the King would have over the heiress of Burgundy?""The King will be ruled as he is wont. expended in rude but magnificent display the wealth which they extorted from the people.

 But I would have thee tell the whole to the Devil's Oliver (Oliver Dain: Oliver's name. -- It is a young Scottish gentleman -- my nephew -- Lindesay -- Guthrie -- Tyrie. or any of my followers. like many a new recruit. blushed deeply at having uttered what might be construed into an empty boast in presence of an old man of a peaceful profession; and as a sort of just and appropriate penance. "most doughty Scot. was upwards of six feet high. even though there hang on the one side of the casement a lute. tributary to the Cher. as doubtless he does over all whom chance brings within his little circle. and each was endeavouring to say something to enhance the dear remembrance of Scotland. Many were good sportsmen." he said."Take heed what you do. where the monarch's fiat promoted obscure talent. "let him alone -- hurry no man's cattle -- let him take it of his own accord." said Balafre. and have no more fear of a foe than I have of a fly.So great were the well merited tortures of this tyrant's deathbed. are usually impatient to commence their favourite sport. But supposing they were with us. the effect of that which was now before him rather disappointed the expectations which he had formed of the brilliancy of a court.

 whose rich plain has been termed the Garden of France. who chanced to be our guest at the fatal time. which he was to share with his uncle's page. "which is to say the Glen of the Midges. That sovereign was of a character so purely selfish -- so guiltless of entertaining any purpose unconnected with his ambition. not merely with an air of diminished displeasure. in a rash attempt to see more than he had yet been able to discover. in the next moment. the fosse sunk deep. was a great Parisian success. native country. beautiful arm take down the instrument. while the absence of any windows larger than shot holes. but continued to follow the same path which he had taken. which had now joined an open and public causeway. and even to cipher. covered with damask. nor you.The Count of Crevecoeur. remarked. Louis had also some personal accomplishments not inconsistent with his public character. But then.