In spite of the novelty of his own situation, and every painful feeling connected with it, Halbert felt his curiosity interested in the female, who sate by the chimney unnoticed and unregarded. He marked with what keen and trembling solicitude she watched the broken words of Julian, and how her glance stole towards him, ready to be averted upon the slightest chance of his perceiving himself to be watched.

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Meantime he went on with his dalliance with his feathered favourite, now giving, now withholding the morsel with which he was about to feed the bird, and so exciting its appetite and gratifying it by turns. What! more yet?-thou foul kite, thou wouldst never have done-give thee part thou wilt have all-Ay, prune thy feathers, and prink thyself gay-much thou wilt make of it nowdoest think I know thee not?-doest think I see not that all that ruffling and pluming of wing and feathers is not for thy master, but to try what thou canst make of him, thou greedy gled?-wellthere-take it then, and rejoice thyself-little boon goes far with thee, and with all thy sex-and so it

should."

He ceased to look on the bird, and again traversed the apartment. Then taking another small piece of meat from the trencher, on which it was placed ready cut for his use, he began once again to tempt and tease the bird, by offering and with

drawing it, until he awakened its wild and bold disposition. "What! struggling, fluttering, aiming at me with beak and single ?* So la! So la! wouldst mount? wouldst fly? the jesses are round thy clutches, fool-thou canst neither stir nor soar, but by my will-Beware thou come to reclaim, wench, else I will wring thy head off one of these days-Well, have it then, and well fare thou with it. So ho, Jenkin!" One of the attendants stepped forward-" Take the foul gled hence to the mew-I am weary of her-Look well to her casting and to her bathing-we will see her fly to-morrow. How now, Christie, so soon returned !"

Christie advanced to his master, and gave an account of himself and his journey, in the way in which a police-officer holds communication with his magistrate, that is, as much by signs as by words.

"Noble sir," said that worthy satellite, "the Laird of," he named no place, but pointed with his finger in a south-western direction,—

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may not ride with you the day he purposed, because the Lord Warden has threatened that he will"

Here another blank, intelligibly enough made up by the speaker touching his own neck with his left fore-finger, and leaning a little to one side.

In the kindly language of hawking, as Lady Juliana Berners terms it, hawks' talons are called their singles.

"Cowardly caitiff!" said Julian; " by Heaven! the whole world turns sheer naught—it is not worth a brave man living in-ye may ride a day and night, and never see a feather wave or hear a horse prance -the spirit of our fathers is dead amongst usthe very brutes are degenerated-the cattle we bring home at our life's risk are mere carrion-our hawks are riflers*-our hounds are turn-spits and trindle-tails-our men are women-and our women

He looked at the female for the first time, and stopped short in the midst of what he was about to say, though there was something so contemptuous in the glance, that the blank might have been thus filled up-" Our women are such as she is."

He said it not however, and, as if desirous of attracting his attention at all risks, and in whatever manner, she rose and came forward to him, but with a timorousness ill-disguised by affected gaiety. -"Our women, Julian-what would you say of the women?"

Nothing," answered Julian Avenel," at least nothing but that they are kind-hearted wenches like thyself, Kate." The female coloured deeply, and returned to her seat.-" And what strangers

* So termed when they only caught their prey by the fea

thers.

hast thou brought with thee, Christie, that stand yonder like two stone statues ?" said the Baron.

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The taller," said Christie, " is, so please you, a young fellow called Halbert Glendinning, the eldest son of the old widow at Glendearg."

"What brings him here?" said the Baron; "hath he any message from Mary Avenel ?"

"Not as I think," said Christie; "the youth is roving the country-he was always a wild slip, for I have known him since he was the height of my sword."

"What qualities hath he ?" said the Baron.

"All manner of qualities," answered his follower" he can strike a buck, track a deer, fly a hawk, halloo to a hound-he shoots in the long and crossbow to a hair's-breadth-wields a lance or sword like myself nearly-backs a horse manfully and fairly-I wot not what more a man need to do to make him a gallant companion."

"And who," said the Baron," is the old miser who stands beside him ?"

"Some cast of a priest as I fancy-he says he is charged with letters to you."

"Bid them come forward," said the Baron; and no sooner had they approached him more nearly, than, struck by the fine form and strength dis played by Halbert Glendinning, he addressed him thus :-" I am told, young swankie, that you are

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roaming the world to seek your fortune-if you will serve Julian Avenel, you may find it without going farther."

"So please you," answered Glendinning, "something has chanced to me that makes it better I should leave this land, and I am bound for Edinburgh."

"What!-thou hast stricken some of the king's deer, I warrant,-or lightened the meadows of Saint Mary's of some of their beeves-or thou hast taken a moonlight leap over the Border?"

"No, sir," said Halbert, " my case is entirely different."

"Then I warrant thee thou hast stabbed some brother churl in a fray about a wench-thou art a likely lad to wrangle in such a cause."

Ineffably disgusted at his tone and manner, Halbert Glendinning remained silent while the thought darted across his mind, what would Julian Avenel have said, had he known the quarrel, of which he spoke so lightly, had arisen on account of his own brother's daughter." But be the cause of flight what it will," said Julian, in continuation, "doest thou think the law or its emissaries can follow thee into this island, or arrest thee under the standard of Avenel ?-Look at the depth of the lake, the strength of the walls, the length of the causeway-look at my men, and think if they are like to see a comrade injured, or if I, their