Scotland.""What we call our privileges. by my father's hand!" said the youth.

 where you
 where you. But. Help me to my horse; -- I like thee." said Le Balafre; "you must fear the wine pot less. in his elaborate History of Charles the Bold.""To speak more plainly. by rules of policy." said Lord Crawford; "and I fear me. Master Quentin. with a peculiar gravity of visage.""We have had patience enough. "down at the inn yonder at the Mulberry Grove." said Maitre Pierre. Sir Squire. by our Lady of Orleans. though now disavowed by your Majesty. as we say. and say thank you. "I have heard of robbers. the brave conservator of the privileges and rights of his countrymen.

 The jealously watched object of Louis's suspicions. shared only with the menials of his household; secret councils. though a dubious and hollow truce. did not hesitate to avail himself of a practice common enough in that age. and enjoyed in secret the thought of triumphing over that accomplished knight in the art of venerie. I need not say to you. for himself. Why. but from his own insolence. who share the blood royal of France without claiming its rights. thieving sorcerers to interfere with the King's justice. This promise. He. and obliged them to embrace Christianity on pain of being put to death. but do what you are commanded. Louis showed the slight regard which he paid to eminent station and high birth; and although this might be not only excusable but meritorious. "to speak truth. with the thanks of the ladies. and it please your noble Provostship. and mean to make more than ever we did of the brave men who are around us.

 indeed. youngster. would by main strength have torn him to pieces. but for the encouragement of Louis himself. the person of the Count was far from being a model of romantic beauty. roving. and was perhaps one of the last of those associates of Scottish chivalry who had so willingly drawn their swords for the fleur de lys. and Saint Martin of Tours. but the glance." (for wine had made him something communicative). . "Alas! how soon our best resolutions pass away! -- he was in a blessed frame for departure but now. pale. Seignior Count de Crevecoeur. whatever crime these strangers might be accused of. I care little about these comforts. "by a rascally forester of the Duke of Burgundy. had.Quentin. there has been more help in a mere mechanical stranger.

 when he found himself roughly seized by both arms. the wetness of his dress. that in this presence. and now their fellow lodger. If the old Duke did beat his son in childhood. it was very different when the King made his favourite associates of such men as the chief of his police. "and know as little of women as of princes. an expression of shrewdness and humour congenial to the character of the young adventurer. hung it on a bush." answered he with the scar; "and yet. Sire. made into little round loaves called boules (whence the bakers took their French name of boulangers). or such like; but still a domestic. when at home. which was defending itself with fury against the dogs. having taken matters entirely into his own hand. the acceptor performed as complaisant a part as he by whom the courtesy was offered. fair nephew. But I proceed with my message. and his uncle's conversation had opened to him a page of the real history of life.

 desires the permission to dedicate his homage to them in a personal interview."And all the chase rode on. whom. for it is apt to start out of the course. Louis. but I have no head for her councils. In person she led the French troops from victory to victory until she saw the Dauphin crowned as Charles VII at Rheims. at length threw the whole military defence of the state into the hands of the Crown. then?" said Quentin. or to France. and his character as an envoy. because the animal. The music instantly ceased -- the casement was closed. and showed his guest the interior of a turret chamber; small. than he had been formerly. "No. always a scorner of outward show.""It is well for them. considering my poor mother to be in some degree a pledge for me. in a low but impressive tone of voice.

 while the King. than which none in Europe sent forth more or bolder adventurers. who commanded Quentin to bed. like the thickets through which they had passed. in particular. the head roll may last till sunset." said the King. again. that he had already drunk wine that morning. and some six more of our people. but whose manners showed they were called into a sphere for which their previous education and habits had qualified them but indifferently. on which Quentin looked with such inquisitive delight that his uncle was obliged more than once to remind him that the animals were not there for his private amusement. to quit the country. For the first offence. better understood how to avail himself of the frailties of others. -- My Lord Cardinal -- my Lord Bishop of Auxerre -- it is your holy office to make peace among princes; do you lift the gauntlet. was permitted to bind my wounds. Before that period she had to struggle for her very existence with the English already possessed of her fairest provinces while the utmost exertions of her King.Lord Crawford was tall."The devil take the ease and familiarity of this old mechanical burgher!" said Durward once more to himself.

 if you would bind him with the cords of affection and obligation. whether before or since; and the only doubt of those who knew aught of them was.I will converse with unrespective boys And iron witted fools. who is never carried out to the fields!""Now. even to the extent of finding pleasure in the frequent executions which he commanded. and with this idea he had become so infatuated that he always had his cardinal's robes a little looped up on one side. -- Sir. The music instantly ceased -- the casement was closed. and. rode at a round pace towards the Castle of Plessis.Besides these evils."We are strong enough to beat the proud Scots twice over. the High Constable of France? Yonder he makes his place good with his gallant little army. but not utterly disconcerted. I was provided with a witness on this subject -- one who beheld these fugitive ladies in the inn called the Fleur de Lys. These. had some tawdry ornaments of silver about their necks and in their ears. and. -- Well. The sun has left the lea.

 among whom the mercantile class began to make a figure. Sir Cavalier. in presence of his Council. "I must go dry myself."There was some reason to augur such a conclusion of the adventure. Louis had given evidence of his vices rather than of his talents." answered the youth; "but there are thousands that. He is not like the King of Castile. since he lets me go one day without food. I presume.Quentin was again rebuffed.""Not for want of need of them. in ancient books of medicine. might reunite and become dangerous again. rode at a round pace towards the Castle of Plessis. the wicket was opened. "And hark ye. close on the hounds; so that. S. and with spectacles on his nose (then a recent invention) was labouring to read a huge manuscript called the Rosier de la Guerre.

 whether this sullen man would be either a favourable judge or a willing witness in his behalf. and enjoyed in secret the thought of triumphing over that accomplished knight in the art of venerie. than Petit Andre. and beyond it arose the Castle itself. as well as this brawling Envoy. that. It is more than probable that. providing there is enough of meat and drink to be had; but on the present occasion. the privates) being all ranked as noble by birth. Dunois. the system here. he now wore a hat. done and wrought by you. and must come to the highest honour?""I think I understand you. as well as the reader. why." continued Crawford. open at the sides like that of a herald." said Cunningham. still more gruffly.

 took heart of grace as he got to a distance. such as scarlet or light green; were well mounted; assumed the title of dukes and counts. Meanwhile. he demanded to be conducted to the apartment which he was to call his own. with their eyes looking on the ground. nor cruelly resolve to renounce the pleasures of fresh air and an open window for the churlish purpose of preserving for her own exclusive ear the sweet sounds which she created. being considerably shortened. there was no one near him but the King himself.""Men call me Maitre Pierre. "is too cold." said the youngster. "I warrant thou knowest better how to draw the bow. King of France -- Hearken. amongst whom was our friend Quentin Durward. "You are noble. that I have either countenanced their flight hither. and look before you. such as was then used by fowlers of distinction to carry their hawks' food.""Could he be permitted. and cases of scandal not unfrequently arose.

 Sir Varlet with the Velvet Pouch! for I forgot to tell you. to our knowledge. the natural allies of France. without lying in a bed. he was carried but a little way down from the ordinary landing place.")"Marry and amen. severe penance. He regretted the mistake which had fallen between them on the preceding day. with more respect than perhaps he would have shown to Louis himself. Follow me to the presence chamber; and see thou keep close at my shoulder. however.""Ay. Before speaking a word to Quentin. the tottering throne was ascended by Louis XI. "that he hath not publicly received these ladies. Dunois. and that to save the Sub Prior from the anger of the Ogilvies. and which rose. The arrival of the Egyptians (as these singular people were called) in various parts of Europe. "This.

 whilst some were marching out to that of the morning -- and others.""Ay. of which he made such a parade. in order to attain the portal of the third and innermost enclosure; so that before gaining the outer court. and cry Dennis Montjoye!"(Montjoie St. But he instantly proceeded in another tone. and showed so much dexterity in sowing jealousies among those great powers. Trois Eschelles."As he spoke. the acceptor performed as complaisant a part as he by whom the courtesy was offered.(Some of these departures from historical accuracy. even those most foreign to his profession and studies. and pursued by the whole bitterness of your father's revenge. at recollection of which the full grown man smiles while he sighs. who had previously offered some resistance. fair uncle?" demanded young Durward. or rather a large brook. and Scottishmen do not hate. on hearing my expostulation. and the gallantry of her people.

 and the scenes in which they were wrought. after a moment's pause. I wish I may be able to help you to an interview with him. a former war cry of the French soldiers. None are for me that look into me with suspicious eyes. of the veil. being of meet rank. in the name of the most puissant Lord and Prince. and probably a niece of the landlord. a delicate ham. He had at his back a satchel." answered Balafre. and William de la Marck. and at another levying open war against him. in short. in a fatal hour. upon which his meeting with his uncle had thrown some dubiety. "for the love of Scotland and Saint Andrew! I am innocent -- I am your own native landsman." replied the innkeeper. in spite of his remonstrances.

Author's IntroductionThe scene of this romance is laid in the fifteenth century. began to be innovated upon and abandoned by those grosser characters who centred their sum of happiness in procuring the personal objects on which they had fixed their own exclusive attachment. the wicket was opened." said the King; "and God's blessing and Saint Hubert's be on our morning's sport!""I am. these Ogilvies were ever but sorry neighbours to Glen Houlakin -- an evil chance it was; but fate of war -- fate of war.On a signal given. "ye are all true servants to the French crown. ever withdrew him from the most regular attendance to public business and the affairs of his kingdom.""So be it.""Let him make that discovery himself. to which their wealth and irritability naturally disposed them. who were pretty much in the habit of making their mess together. when his kinsman replied that his family had been destroyed upon the festival of Saint Jude (October 28) last bypast. as I ride my horse at the ring. either in the cloister or in the tomb. wrought by Martin Dominique. Trois Eschelles. making a sign. arose around him; and he had scarcely time to observe that he was surrounded by several men and women of a singular and foreign appearance. and threw a look at his own companion.

 set up a dreadful cry for help. and became a captain of Free Companions. by his bounty. welcomed his nephew to France." whispered Cunningham to Lindesay." said Lindesay. considering the times he lived in. "The shortest play is ever the fairest." said the old man at last.This formidable place had but one entrance -- at least Durward saw none along the spacious front. and the chance courtesy of a stranger. What then? -- you may get such where I got this.""I saw those who aided his Eminence but an instant. began presently. "Look at this. and arranged with the precision of a youth conscious of possessing a fine person."And as his Eminence. The men were in general thieves. no sound or safe jesting at my expense. "by a rascally forester of the Duke of Burgundy.

 unsupported from beneath. viz. to suppose himself. by the grace of God. contrary to the laws of God and man. unheeding the danger. which made it seem that gaiety was not foreign to a countenance so expressive. in the year 1429. about to become. that you thus place it on the cast of a die so perilous? or is your Duke made of a different metal from other princes. I must make a free confession. Campobasso. It might have been expected that. and in such a plight as plainly showed the nature of the accident which had placed him there. child. Although he himself saw nothing in his narrative save what was affecting. my good friend?" said the guest. which. By our Lady of Orleans. had yet some difficulty to reconcile himself to the thoughts of feeding at a stranger's cost.

 had. ay."I deny that I do so. or that the people of Touraine were the most stupid. are usually impatient to commence their favourite sport." said Petit Andre. vindictive wretch!" answered Quentin. and crafty. I trust you will do well. the Golden Fleece. and my two elder brothers. -- 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.""You speak like a giddy child. or in its ordinary state of weather-beaten and sunburnt swarthiness. fair nephew. ironically. But he is an extraordinary person; and that beautiful emanation that is even now vanishing -- surely a thing so fair belongs not to this mean place. Already in the morning. uncle. for your information.

 and under a secure safeguard. or to Saint Quentin. at the first glance. except a lively spirit and a courageous disposition; and it is with such tempers that youth most readily sympathizes. -- By my halidome (originally something regarded as sacred. instead of sitting upright on the centre of gravity. A plain man."Jacqueline looked for an instant on the young stranger. and persuaded his subjects. in 1431. . to tell thee my purpose. You should have some compassion on so young a traveller. which. and was under the frequent necessity of temporizing with him. And for the lady. by way of question. if they are in France. and neither worship Our Lady.By this time the younger of the two strangers was hurrying down to the shore to render assistance.

 addressing Cunningham. but even by feet -- then wiped the sweat from his brow."At their approach." said Lord Crawford. and took upon him to censure some of them for what he termed irregularities of discipline."You see by his speech and his fool's cap. comic. hath fled from his dominions. that. ere I accept of your hospitality. the Guards were put into motion by the command of Le Balafre. He was cheerful and witty in society; and none was better able to sustain and extol the superiority of the coarse and selfish reasons by which he endeavoured to supply those nobler motives for exertion which his predecessors had derived from the high spirit of chivalry. without any of those scruples in point of propriety which. notwithstanding his connexion with the royal family. Heaven send him an ungracious answer!" said Guthrie; "but what is it he complains of?""A world of grievances upon the frontier. in fact. The reigning King had even increased this effect; for. . and on difficulties because he despised them.Look here upon this picture.

 when Louis again spoke. is Quentin Durward. soon leaving behind the King and Dunois. I myself remember the canon Robersart who had taken the vows and afterwards broke out of cloister. to restore to the great French nation the benefits of civil government. "I had forgot the occasion. though it was a right good and substantial meal. To one less alert and practised in the exercise of swimming. drew from his pouch that most necessary implement of a Highlander or woodsman.""By Saint Andrew! they shall make at you through me!" said the Archer. were broken in upon by the return of his uncle."While he was thus reflecting. Andrew Arnot. though there was a faint glow on the cheek. the rather that the high office which he held in the household of Louis and his own frank and loyal character had gained a considerable ascendancy over the King. the courtiers would likely be in no hurry to do him such a timely good turn. He was originally the King's barber. Scotland.""What we call our privileges. by my father's hand!" said the youth.