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The Scottish Chiefs

CHAPTER XXXVI
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No crown sat on his brows; but the bright halo of true glory beamed from his godlike countenance.

It even checked the arrogant smiles with which the haughty March and the voluptuous Buchan came forward to mock him with their homage.
As the near relations of Lady Mar, he received them with courtesy; but one glance of his eye penetrated to the hollowness of both; and then, remounting his steed, the stirrups of which were held by Edwin and Ker, he touched the head of the former with his hand; "Follow me, my friend; I now go to pay my duty to your mother.

For you, my lords," said he, turning to the nobles around, "I shall hope to meet you at noon in the citadel, where we must consult together on further prompt movements.
Nothing with us can be considered as won till all is gained." The chieftains, with bows, acquiesced in his mandate, and fell back toward their troops.

But the foremost ranks of those brave fellows, having heard much of what had passed, were so inflamed with admiration of their regent, that they rushed forward, and collecting in crowds around his horse, and in his path, some pressed to kiss his hand, and others his way, shouting and calling down blessings upon him, till he stopped at the gate of Snawdoun..


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