He is powerful and mighty, I grant.

But George of Dunbar wears the keys of Scotland at his belt, and could bring an English army to the gates of Edinburgh ere Douglas could leave the skirts of Carintable to oppose them.

Your royal son loves my poor deserted girl, and hates the haughty Marjory of Douglas.

Your Grace may judge the small account in which he holds her by his toying with a common glee maiden even in the presence of her father." The King had hitherto listened to the Earl's argument with the bewildered feelings of a timid horseman, borne away by an impetuous steed, whose course he can neither arrest nor direct.

But the last words awakened in his recollection the sense of his son's immediate danger.
"Oh, ay, most true--my son--the Douglas! Oh, my dear cousin, prevent blood, and all shall be as you will.