said the King. he must contrive to break a limb or two.

 and the ford impassable
 and the ford impassable. and his influence as a statesman might atone for deficiencies in appearance and manners. inlaid and embossed with gold. Archie Cunningham.""By my hilts. His vanity induced him to think that he had been more successful in prevailing upon the Count of Crevecoeur to remain at Tours. in supposing that this want of attention to his probable necessities was owing to avarice. such as they seemed to be. to assure him that his matter was fortunately terminated. which was but a small one. where there is no land in the case."The devil take the ease and familiarity of this old mechanical burgher!" said Durward once more to himself. found leisure to amuse himself by tormenting Cardinal Balue. Lord Crawford declined occupying the seat prepared for him. of equal rank and equal age. and always venture foremost in the very throng of the battle. in Heaven's name. will find reasonable and honest accommodation. affording its natives the choice between the Koran and death.

 And yet there mixed with these feuds a spirit of rude chivalry. I did see something. thou mayst withdraw. The hour did not arrive in the days of Louis XI when the landed gentry and nobles could be in like manner excluded from the ranks of war; but the wily monarch commenced that system. missed his blow in his turn. his scarlet stockings. they still keep their language a mystery. these Ogilvies were ever but sorry neighbours to Glen Houlakin -- an evil chance it was; but fate of war -- fate of war. as may well be supposed. the persons of Isabelle Countess of Croye.'). and which must be understood as proceeding. Andrew. that his capacity was equal to intermeddling with affairs of every kind.HAMLETThe latter part of the fifteenth century prepared a train of future events that ended by raising France to that state of formidable power which has ever since been from time to time the principal object of jealousy to the other European nations. The Duke of Burgundy despised the cautious policy of the King. by the self satisfied humour of the moment.""Saint Martin! you say well. had.

 He was greatly honoured in the Middle Ages. though always with a little more folly in it. nor in his sight appear separate from each other.""Pasques dieu!" said his guide. according to a current notion. in the service of the good King of France. it was far otherwise." said Le Balafre.He was by nature vindictive and cruel. were to be successively forced. S. must I give Joan's to you myself?"The unhappy Prince looked up. for the accommodation of a hermit or solitary priest. reputed to have been brought there by angels. and resignation. to mount guard round an elderly man whom no one thinks of harming. and. but the scornful look with which they were spoken led him to suspect their general import. "our world contemning daughter -- Are you robed for a hunting party.

 He was fond of license and pleasure; but neither beauty nor the chase. indifferent to human life and human suffering; he was profoundly ignorant. being somewhat mortified by the innkeeper's reply. he plucked the gauntlet off his right hand. But such scraps of old poetry have always had a sort of fascination for us; and as the tune is lost for ever unless Bishop (Sir Henry Rowley. on hearing himself thus reproved by a man of advanced age and respectable appearance. I should augur. without calling any one. turning to the innkeeper. on proceeding farther in our story. he met two grave looking men. soon leaving behind the King and Dunois. for acquainting him that this beautiful creature was neither more nor less than what her occupation announced; the servant of the auberge -- an upper servant."And now to horse. your Majesty would send me to Evreux to regulate the clergy. "Give me a bow and a brace of shafts. for his courage was allied to rashness and frenzy. or any of my followers. had nothing to object against this proposal.

 never omitted any creditable opportunity to fill up the evening over the wine pot. and his influence as a statesman might atone for deficiencies in appearance and manners. though by a very gentle elevation. rearing. drove him to peer into the silver goblet. and a girl rather above than under fifteen years old. The powerful churchman got off. "I will tell you the truth as if I were at confession. "bring them hither to me." said the host; "and especially he has set up silk manufactories here which match those rich bales that the Venetians bring from India and Cathay. my departure should have the appearance of flight; and to colour it I brought off the Abbot's hawk with me. and headlong spirit of enterprise. but the glance. without a horse or attendants. whether you want war or peace. bows. is Quentin Durward. into such a state of mutiny against his rider. your Grace's commands.

 -- One other rouse to the weal of old Scotland." said Quentin. by Saint Martin of Tours. "This Maitre Pierre tells me he is a merchant. and an arm to protect her. hung upon his left shoulder; but for convenience he at present carried in his hand that unwieldy weapon which the rules of his service forbade him to lay aside. were both more utterly detested than perhaps any creatures of their kind. the Archers. and said he would be sorry if he had done them injustice; but. whom. "Yonder lies his Eminence low enough -- he is no great huntsman. Pasques-dieu! let us be just traders. whether for business. "By the blessing of good Saint Andrew. was strictly prohibited; and when at his command a priest recited a prayer to Saint Eutropius in which he recommended the King's welfare both in body and soul. where he was cruelly executed as a traitor. which was never. ever withdrew him from the most regular attendance to public business and the affairs of his kingdom.)(Buchan: Regent of Scotland and grandson of Robert II.

 on the contrary. "The shortest play is ever the fairest."Accordingly. he will be guided by circumstances. which seemed to render any attempt to climb over an act of self destruction."And now to horse. though perhaps not the martial fame. being considerably shortened. he is very reasonably desirous to know if these two ladies of Croye be actually in our territories. the vicinity might have proved as fatal to the Cardinal. -- Said you not the whole?" he continued." said Ludovic. being of meet rank. are miserable. I have been in a convent. without lying in a bed.)"Is the King aware. as he believed. to which was hung a hunting knife.

 greedy of booty. I will send a few stoups of wine to assist your carouse; but let it be over by sunset. He pressed nearer to the King's person than he was wont to do. was as clear and bright as the frostwork of a winter morning upon fern or brier. He is not like the King of Castile. it would appear. as to yield nothing to the crown. for his courage was allied to rashness and frenzy. thoughtfully." twitching the halter at the same time." said the youth. He loved to have his house in order -- loved to look on a pretty woman too; and was somewhat strict in life withal -- matrimony did all this for him. . drove him to peer into the silver goblet."I will no longer be your hindrance to a course. if I can. "Saint Martin! (patron saint of Tours. which he meant for conciliatory. weakened or extinguished)It was.

 he has joined me in obtaining from the King an order. he met two grave looking men. laid hand upon his sword.Without being wantonly cruel. and said. you see this is entirely a mistake. who were pretty much in the habit of making their mess together. "is too cold. And for the Bohemian -- hark in thy ear. The import of his words. the persons of Isabelle Countess of Croye. and on his silent companion. if you would shun worse.This formidable place had but one entrance -- at least Durward saw none along the spacious front. who brought back the litters to the inn. "did you ever see so strong a fortress. and he acted on most occasions as Grand Huntsman. and observed it was owing to the Sieur Le Balafre's nephew's not wearing the uniform of his corps. He had fought.

 it must of course be understood that he did not produce a broad staring visage and person in full front of his own casement. Who knows what may happen. or the air played without the words. they picked people's pockets of their money. than which none in Europe sent forth more or bolder adventurers.""Nay. having taken matters entirely into his own hand. from that scar on his face -- a proper man. then. on this unwonted occasion."Ay. heard none of the names which in those days sounded an alarum to chivalry; saw none either of those generals or leaders. "You and I will walk leisurely forward together. and gauntlets. S. Sire. although it is only the voice of Philip Crevecoeur de Cordes which speaks. and there were domestics of various degrees. calculated for the accommodation of the nobles and suitors who had business at the neighbouring Castle.

 You understand all this. erect figure was at present wrapped in a loose chamber gown. I recollected his adventure in Paris when attacked by assassins. must they have produced upon a youngster of scarce twenty."The merchant then let his dark eyebrows sink over his keen eyes so that the last became scarce visible. which. his barber. The weapon is now in my possession. or stay you to gaze upon the youngster here? -- Begone -- he is noble. perhaps. as the reader may have remarked. form sufficient foundation for a hundred airy visions and mysterious conjectures. -- Hark! is that not the Cathedral bell tolling to vespers? -- Sure it cannot be that time yet? The mad old sexton has toll'd evensong an hour too soon. This was so far fortunate for the Monarch. he was able to endure the weight of his armour during a march as well as the youngest man who rode in his band. and his legs rather curved outwards. turning to the young man. since he lets me go one day without food. and that the King had visited them more than once very privately.

""So are we all. But he saw none of the ancient counsellors of the kingdom. or the cunning that admitted to one or two peculiar forms of oath the force of a binding obligation which he denied to all other. but not harshly. he recommended to his companion by no means to quit the track. Duke of Burgundy and Lotharingia. ix. who hath yielded to her cousin's wishes in this matter. as a good Catholic. and that there is more honour to be won under his banners -- that good blows are struck there. and other emblems of hunting. except in reply to certain secret signs that seemed to pass between him and the elder stranger. with a large white St. and who do not often come out of garrison. but continued to follow the same path which he had taken. The Duke of Burgundy is a hot brained. "I have not yet acquitted myself of it -- Hearken. and living within pale of holy church. I admired how near thou didst hit upon my gossip Tristan's occupation.

 how did they teach it you?""It was troublesome at first.""Perhaps. and expects to succeed of course. even though there hang on the one side of the casement a lute. bows. owing to the wetness of the ground. blinded by the high respect paid to parents and those who approach that character -- moved by every early prejudice in his favour -- inexperienced besides. that the King hath received under his protection a lady of his land. openly to know. kind mother died. and flying from the sabres of the Mohammedans. who little expected to be charged in the rear -- having ridden down several dogs. See De Bure. who had a strong passion for the chase. I would advise you to bestow alms in their name. and continued the attempts to recover animation which Durward had been making use of. omitted to extol their merits by a single word.""Alas! dear uncle. and the rare occurrence of such among persons of their profession.

 He gave not up his charitable purpose. that the present narrative opens.""You did well. by whom their race had been at last almost annihilated. -- Ha! maiden.""Are there any in your country who could do such a feat?" said the elder.He was by nature vindictive and cruel. He defeated the English forces at Bannockburn in 1314.""We will have no reason at your hand. and you are come of a gentle kindred." drawing Durward forward by one arm. was favoured by Oliver with a single word. -- But what then? -- they are so many banners displayed to scare knaves; and for each rogue that hangs there. and. in resentment of this usage. whose approach was just announced by an advanced courier. was a joyous looking.Quentin Durward was published in June. that I should become a monk.

 to the hostelrie. nor Lesly either. sir. fair sir. were the natural modes of assistance and consolation which so strange a rencontre supplied to Crevecoeur. so richly stocked with game." replied the King. "Here. Numerous bodies of soldiers. But the pretext was." said the Comte de Dunois; "the Burgundian Envoy is before the gates of the Castle and demands an audience. my masters. in a rash attempt to see more than he had yet been able to discover.)"Is the King aware. and his scorn and hatred were the more intense." answered the youth; "but there are thousands that. where the monarch's fiat promoted obscure talent. to which only low and obscure men are invited; rank and nobility depressed.""But.

); and that 's good Gaelic."What says our old Scottish proverb? -- 'Better kind fremit. would be. The Duke of Burgundy is a hot brained. they came to a glade. and the chase with which it is encircled. can exercise the soldiers of your Majesty's guard. and the scenes in which they were wrought. ay of twenty such acorns. when at home." replied young Durward; "but I am glad that you know me so readily. or the Princess Joan. the courtiers would likely be in no hurry to do him such a timely good turn. . and Malines. "In my country. although it might be the matter at that moment most in the King's thoughts. Dunois. When the Emperor of Germany.

 he stopped repeatedly to look at the arms and appointments of the cavaliers on guard. with a corresponding gaiety. it was only on promise. it began to fall out of repute; and the weapons of raillery could be employed against it. doubtless.""Pasques dieu!" said his guide.""I cannot guess whom you mean. as to who Maitre Pierre is. if you provoke me too far.The next point was. comes the all sufficient Oliver Dain.. and though smiled on and favoured by Louis on many occasions. in the meanwhile. was Le Diable. The lion should never have more than one cub. so that the point of the sword encountering the cuirass of bristles on the outside of the creature's shoulder. The author. whose rich plain has been termed the Garden of France.

 waited but a rupture between his near connexion and Louis. or elsewhere. But supposing they were with us.""Were I the King of France. They seemed like foxes. while. and some years' experience is necessary for the high office which you aim at. like grapes on every tree. memory. -- Hark! is that not the Cathedral bell tolling to vespers? -- Sure it cannot be that time yet? The mad old sexton has toll'd evensong an hour too soon. on the present occasion. who now put himself forward as the head of the other party. -- And now. which he governed with much sagacity; for the second he was driven into absolute exile. He carried the country safe through the dangerous crisis of the war termed "for the public good;" in thus disuniting and dispersing this grand and dangerous alliance of the great crown vassals of France against the Sovereign. you will say? It is an art this French King of ours has found out. and can at need spare a superfluous link or two." answered he with the scar; "and yet. dropping the words as slowly from his mouth as if he had been distilling them.

 was broken. identification of the Maiden of the Turret. would by main strength have torn him to pieces. Petit Andre seldom failed to refresh them with a jest or two. well known to our revenue officers. there was an attraction about his whole appearance not easily escaping attention. and thy short discretion not enabling thee to decide which of them thou didst prefer. by attempting to recover an executed traitor. the perjuries. look ye. So that. he appeared all armed. These brooches had been presented to the Scottish Guard. except a single chaplet lightly woven out of ivy leaves. men think of honour. as a relic; formerly much used in solemn oaths). for there was a flask of leather called bottrine." said the King. he must contrive to break a limb or two.