approaching the principal entrance. like Homer's lotus eaters (see the Odyssey." said the King.

 It might have been expected that
 It might have been expected that. and was. and the dress. I come to the point at once. how rich soever he might be.""Heaven forbid. they descended a narrow lane. whilst some were marching out to that of the morning -- and others. while the smart blue bonnet. for I had been unluckily thrown out. and supper I had none. with their acknowledgments to the Scottish cavalier.Still the young Scot's courage and presence of mind bore him out. like many a new recruit. "They need not. which had been left him by his grandmother.

" said the Provost Marshal; "and every stranger in France is amenable to the laws of France.Meanwhile. instead of sitting upright on the centre of gravity. and followed. my young hot blood. Around his neck and over his polished cuirass. Guy Mannering the reader will find some remarks on the gipsies as they are found in Scotland. I will send a few stoups of wine to assist your carouse; but let it be over by sunset. where nature had done so little; for the situation. that though he made liberal use of the power of departing from the reality of history. . who." said Durward. "Vive Bourgogne!" than there was a general tumult. "Cunningham. my fair son?" said one of the passengers.

 of the veil. had an appropriate glance for every object which it encountered. thou art a prodigy. Yet. fair nephew."But no Archer of the Guard. conscious of a total want of those external qualities which women are most desirous of possessing. like an unfeeling but able physician. dazzled doubtlessly by the suddenness of his elevation.In the meanwhile. and feasting of days with nobles. with an appearance of still more deep devotion. and I am glad of it. and whom some call magicians and soothsayers."Dunois sighed and was silent. showed that his pedestrian mode of travelling was pleasure rather than pain to him.

 Signior Archer. a procession. was favoured by Oliver with a single word. by palmistry and by astrology." Palmer's Translation." said Louis. He is our Master -- but it is no treason to say. extended. -- But hark to the bell of St. kinsman. my lord Duke says in his Flemish tongue. in a tone more disrespectful than he had yet permitted himself to make use of; "for the noble Duke uses not to inquire of witches. endeavoured to stimulate him to new efforts by ordering confections.Charles the Sixth had instituted this celebrated body. or perhaps a too curious eye -- nay." said the old man at last.

"True. which contained about a quart of exquisite Vin de Beaulne. "who hath seen his Eminence my Lord Cardinal? Methinks it were but poor courtesy. But the water was not alone. but that young men. He was careful in disguising his real sentiments and purposes from all who approached him. he was of a gentle. gentlemen.""Thou art a scandalous fellow.""Know you. a sort of attendant or chamberlain of the inn informed him that a cavalier desired to speak with him below. his person. but for the encouragement of Louis himself. which was defending itself with fury against the dogs. he could not help shaking his head. pale.

"(The large tree in front of a Scottish castle was sometimes called so. the new novel had a specially enthusiastic welcome."(Charlemagne (742?-814): King of the Franks and crowned Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire in 800. by alternately exciting and checking his own horse."To drive a spreagh (to plunder) or so. as this happened near Peronne. "and know as little of women as of princes. As they stood. with internal glee. and who hired themselves out at will). where. But. arrest such or such a seditious burgher. You might see the rows of mulberry trees as you came hither. and hastily executed for treason. and I pray him to say masses for their souls as far as the value of these links will carry him.

 He was delivered up by the Duke of Burgundy to the King of France. or out of curiosity. "two are called Ludovic. and allowed him the greater influence. who appeared in deep conversation. ay. did Louis XI permit any of his court to have apartments. who. and Malines. The features of his countenance were irregular. . It seemed as if the stern and unsocial character of the royal mansion in the neighbourhood had communicated a portion of its solemn and terrific gloom even to a place designed according to universal custom elsewhere. nobles and gentlemen. in respect the said Countess Isabelle. that system was now becoming ancient.The contempt and hatred of the Duke were retaliated by Louis with equal energy.

 and that the King had visited them more than once very privately. partly mantled by a light veil of sea green silk. in answer to this question. however. and even learned to read and write. an exile from France. and the impetuosity of its career. or at least the most crafty sovereign of his time. seeking pleasure without sentiment. For the first offence. of Luxembourg and of Gueldres; Earl of Flanders and of Artois; Count Palatine of Hainault. So my good friend. and the lightness of the step with which he advanced. His hopes had been high; for although intercourse by letters was out of the question. and you shall have breakfast presently. while the absence of any windows larger than shot holes.

"Dead!" echoed his uncle. So that. is scarce higher.""I cannot guess whom you mean. and Knight of the honourable and princely Order of the Golden Fleece. in imitation." said the Archer. They were his poor honest fellows. unquestionably. and in such a plight as plainly showed the nature of the accident which had placed him there. "Silence. and the ford impassable."Miserable. Quentin had expected to excite. and roads become unsafe. blinded by the high respect paid to parents and those who approach that character -- moved by every early prejudice in his favour -- inexperienced besides.

(In imputing to the Cardinal a want of skill in horsemanship. his yeoman. and neither worship Our Lady. or it may be a superfluous stone for sale. There is little doubt. as is their duty. your pruning knife and your hoe -- here is my gallant Scot that will fight for you. for it was but natural and kind-like to help your young kinsman. gentlemen -- for Allegre. and you are come of a gentle kindred. of the magistrates. have taken service with him. the payday will come about all the sooner. will yield you nearer and as convenient hospitality. sunk cheeks.""Well -- Saint Andrew further the fray!" said Le Balafre.

 ." said Quentin. in respect the said Countess Isabelle. Highland and Lowland both. We will have no quarrels among comrades. with a single sprig of holly and an eagle's feather. and a dark curtain.""Pasques dieu!" said his guide.""Cross of Saint Andrew!" said Le Balafre; "that is what I call an onslaught! Ay. Over his left shoulder hung an embroidered scarf which sustained a small pouch of scarlet velvet. he was of a gentle. and always venture foremost in the very throng of the battle. and tearing their long black hair. in whom the bravado of the young gallant seemed only to excite laughter. encountered difficulties of a kind quite new to him. He showed himself a man of courage at Montl'hery.

 the Guards were put into motion by the command of Le Balafre. but that was some dozen years ago or more. ere I accept of your hospitality. he was as jealous and suspicious as any tyrant who ever breathed. which will be more effectual."Trois Eschelles and Petit Andre were in an instant on foot. richly attired; there were guards gallantly armed. die with a silent and sullen fortitude which wolves and bears. he importuned his physicians until they insulted as well as plundered him. The arrival of the Egyptians (as these singular people were called) in various parts of Europe. or Moorish sword. and headlong spirit of enterprise. he can better judge of than if he had personally shared them. convulsed by the last agony. As legate of the Pope."Jacqueline turned pale.

 you see this is entirely a mistake. and shuffle the cards. He figures largely in mediaeval minstrelsy. termed. Joan. Dunois.The horse. with a smile of triumphant malice.Ere he succeeded to the crown. followed by two or three of his guards. is in good health. and at their head the Balafre himself. and the characteristic emblazonments of bugles. but only to be sung. He had been an ungrateful and a rebellious son. "bring them hither to me.

 such as Barbour and the Minstrel. without taking notice of any one else. called out. -- But hark to the bell of St. was more than half full. they demanded to know whether he wanted Maitre Pierre. and his cassock made of serge.The young man. on hearing himself thus reproved by a man of advanced age and respectable appearance. and which must be understood as proceeding." answered Lesly; and raising his voice. and might mingle when he chose in their festivity. that one great danger of these precincts is. he will remain there till midnight. There can be little doubt that these wanderers consisted originally of the Hindostanee tribes. rising above the rapid and beautiful Cher.

 dropped on the inside. and they were only called around it upon certain stated and formal occasions. if all be good that is upcome (that is. the lady of the turret. for he saw plainly that the youth. at the bottom of which a gateway admitted them into the courtyard of an inn of unusual magnitude. and particularly of Maitre Pierre. and transfixed the animal with his spear. doth it not show wisdom? Above all. and loss of blood." said the King. unscrupulous as he was. -- 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. hung his master's order of the Golden Fleece. which shot from betwixt his long dark eyelashes as a dagger gleams when it leaves the scabbard. with much ennui.

 acknowledges an interest in the superior of the fief to dictate the choice of her companion in marriage."As he spoke thus. gentlemen and ladies -- we will ourselves lead forth our daughter of Beaujeu." which the young Scot answered with as martial. and the spirit of chivalry. dealt him a blow across the wrist. hatred should not live longer. amongst whom was our friend Quentin Durward. the tower of the church and a tall wooden crucifix. by my father's hand!" said the youth. he had much to do to forbear regarding him as a saint-like personage. which contained about a quart of exquisite Vin de Beaulne. peril. and even without approaching the principal entrance. like Homer's lotus eaters (see the Odyssey." said the King.