The Novels of Walter Scott: With All His Introd. and Notes, Bind 4R. Cadell, 1850 |
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... perhaps a little late , and I own ( for I must be entirely candid with my dear friend the Public ) that they have been somewhat matured by the perversion of my niece Christy to the ancient Popish faith by a certain whacking priest in ...
... perhaps a little late , and I own ( for I must be entirely candid with my dear friend the Public ) that they have been somewhat matured by the perversion of my niece Christy to the ancient Popish faith by a certain whacking priest in ...
Side 7
... perhaps feel mortified , as a Frenchman , even for those successes , which had restored his master to the throne , and himself to a diminished property and dilapidated chateau . His dislike , however , never assumed a more active form ...
... perhaps feel mortified , as a Frenchman , even for those successes , which had restored his master to the throne , and himself to a diminished property and dilapidated chateau . His dislike , however , never assumed a more active form ...
Side 8
... perhaps , by an attempt at such artificial ornaments ; but then , in by far the greater number of sites , the intervention of more architectural de- coration than is now in use , seems necessary to redeem the naked tameness of a large ...
... perhaps , by an attempt at such artificial ornaments ; but then , in by far the greater number of sites , the intervention of more architectural de- coration than is now in use , seems necessary to redeem the naked tameness of a large ...
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... perhaps it may be uttered by you . " " Well , father , " answered the youth " I do not care much about the ducking I have had , and I will readily forgive your being partly the cause , provided you will direct me to some place where I ...
... perhaps it may be uttered by you . " " Well , father , " answered the youth " I do not care much about the ducking I have had , and I will readily forgive your being partly the cause , provided you will direct me to some place where I ...
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... perhaps not most dignified impulse , drove him to peep into the silver goblet , which as- suredly was more than half full of silver pieces to the number of several scores , of which perhaps Quentin had never called twenty his own at one ...
... perhaps not most dignified impulse , drove him to peep into the silver goblet , which as- suredly was more than half full of silver pieces to the number of several scores , of which perhaps Quentin had never called twenty his own at one ...
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Alan answered arms auld Balafré better betwixt Bindloose Bohemian brother Burgundian called Captain Cardinal Balue Cargill Castle character Charles Charles of Burgundy Clara Comines Count countenance Countess Crèvecœur Croye Darsie Dods dress Duke of Burgundy Duke of Orleans Dunois Durward Earl eyes fair Fairford father favour fear fortune France gentleman give guard hand hath Hayraddin heard Heaven honour horse Isabelle Jekyl Lady Binks Lady Penelope Laird Liege look Lord Crawford Lord Etherington Louis of Bourbon MacTurk Maitre Pierre Majesty Marck Martigny matter mind Miss Mowbray never night noble occasion Oliver perhaps Peronne person poor present Prince Quentin Quentin Durward recollection Redgauntlet replied Saint Scot Scotland Scottish seemed shewed Sir Bingo speak St Ronan's stranger suppose tell thee thing thou thought tion tone Touchwood turned Tyrrel weel Winterblossom word yonder young youth
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Side 382 - I am not done with thee. HERE we do nothing for nothing ; and you must return on this very day twelvemonth, to pay your master the homage that you owe me for my protection.
Side 381 - But there may be some under the earth," said the stranger. "Come, I'll be frank wi' you; I could lend you the money on bond, but you would maybe scruple my terms. Now, I can tell you, that your auld Laird is disturbed in his grave by your curses, and the wailing of your family, and if ye daur venture to go to see him, he will give you the receipt.
Side 381 - Weel, they rode on through the thickest of the wood, when, all of a sudden, the horse stopped at the door of a great house; and, but that he knew the place was ten miles off, my father would have thought he was at Redgauntlet Castle. They rode into the outer courtyard, through the muckle faulding...
Side 378 - We had lived on the grund, and under the Redgauntlets, since the riding days, and lang before. It was a pleasant bit; and I think the air is callerer and fresher there than ony where else in the country. It's a...
Side 380 - So am I, Stephen," said his honour ; " and so are all the folks in the house, I hope. But if there be a knave amongst us, it must be he that tells the story he cannot prove." He paused, and then added, mair sternly, "If I understand your trick, sir, you want to take advantage of some malicious reports concerning things in this family, and particularly respecting my father's sudden death, thereby to cheat me out of the money, and perhaps take away my character, by insinuating that I have received...
Side 352 - He was perhaps sixty years old ; yet his brow was not much furrowed, and his jet black hair was only grizzled, not whitened, by the advance of age. All his motions spoke strength unabated ; and, though rather undersized, he had very broad shoulders, was square-made, thin-flanked, and apparently combined in his frame muscular strength and activity ; the last somewhat impaired perhaps by years, but the first remaining in full vigour. A hard and harsh countenance — eyes far sunk under projecting eyebrows,...
Side 382 - Redgauntlet, in the midst of a' this fearful riot, cried, wi' a voice like thunder, on Steenie Piper to come to the board-head where he was sitting, his legs stretched out before him, and swathed up with flannel, with his holster pistols aside him, while the great broadsword rested against his chair, just as my gudesire had seen him the last time upon earth — the very cushion for the jackanape was close to him, but the creature...
Side 382 - Douglas, the twiceturned traitor baith to country and king. There was the Bluidy Advocate MacKenyie, who, for his worldly wit and wisdom, had been to the rest as a god. And there was Claverhouse, as beautiful as when he lived, with his long, dark, curled locks, streaming down over his laced buff-coat, and his left hand always on his right spule-blade...
Side 381 - I have nae heart to mirth or speaking; and if ye want to ken the road, I scarce ken it mysell." "If you will tell me your grief...
Side 382 - There was a deep morning fog on grass and gravestane around him, and his horse was feeding quietly beside the minister's twa cows. Steenie would have thought the whole was a dream, but he had the receipt in his hand, fairly written and signed by the auld laird; only the last letters of his name were a little disorderly, written like one seized with sudden pain. Sorely troubled in his mind, he left that dreary place, rode through the mist to Redgauntlet Castle, and with much ado he got speech of the...