[The Antiquary by Sir Walter Scott]@TWC D-Link bookThe Antiquary CHAPTER TWELFTH 1/5
CHAPTER TWELFTH. Beggar ?--the only freeman of your commonwealth; Free above Scot-free, that observe no laws, Obey no governor, use no religion But what they draw from their own ancient custom, Or constitute themselves, yet they are no rebels. Brome. With our reader's permission, we will outstep the slow, though sturdy pace of the Antiquary, whose halts, as he, turned round to his companion at every moment to point out something remarkable in the landscape, or to enforce some favourite topic more emphatically than the exercise of walking permitted, delayed their progress considerably. Notwithstanding the fatigues and dangers of the preceding evening, Miss Wardour was able to rise at her usual hour, and to apply herself to her usual occupations, after she had first satisfied her anxiety concerning her father's state of health.
Sir Arthur was no farther indisposed than by the effects of great agitation and unusual fatigue, but these were sufficient to induce him to keep his bedchamber. To look back on the events of the preceding day, was, to Isabella, a very unpleasing retrospect.
She owed her life, and that of her father, to the very person by whom, of all others, she wished least to be obliged, because she could hardly even express common gratitude towards him without encouraging hopes which might be injurious to them both. "Why should it be my fate to receive such benefits, and conferred at so much personal risk, from one whose romantic passion I have so unceasingly laboured to discourage? Why should chance have given him this advantage over me? and why, oh why, should a half-subdued feeling in my own bosom, in spite of my sober reason, almost rejoice that he has attained it ?" While Miss Wardour thus taxed herself with wayward caprice, she, beheld advancing down the avenue, not her younger and more dreaded preserver, but the old beggar who had made such a capital figure in the melodrama of the preceding evening. She rang the bell for her maid-servant.
"Bring the old man up stairs." The servant returned in a minute or two--"He will come up at no rate, madam;--he says his clouted shoes never were on a carpet in his life, and that, please God, they never shall .-- Must I take him into the servants' hall ?" "No; stay, I want to speak with him--Where is he ?" for she had lost sight of him as he approached the house. "Sitting in the sun on the stone-bench in the court, beside the window of the flagged parlour." [Illustration: Eddie Ochiltree Visits Miss Wardour] "Bid him stay there--I'll come down to the parlour, and speak with him at the window." She came down accordingly, and found the mendicant half-seated, half-reclining, upon the bench beside the window.
Edie Ochiltree, old man and beggar as he was, had apparently some internal consciousness of the favourable, impressions connected with his tall form, commanding features, and long white beard and hair.
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