CHAPTER VIII.
A wise physician, skilled our wounds to heal, Is more than armies to the common weal.
POPE'S ILLIAD.
"This is a strange tale, Sir Thomas," said the sick monarch, when he had heard the report of the trusty Baron of Gilsland.

"Art thou sure this Scottish man is a tall man and true ?" "I cannot say, my lord," replied the jealous Borderer.

"I live a little too near the Scots to gather much truth among them, having found them ever fair and false.

But this man's bearing is that of a true man, were he a devil as well as a Scot; that I must needs say for him in conscience." "And for his carriage as a knight, how sayest thou, De Vaux ?" demanded the King.
"It is your Majesty's business more than mine to note men's bearings; and I warrant you have noted the manner in which this man of the Leopard hath borne himself.

He hath been full well spoken of." "And justly, Thomas," said the King.