So that Fergus was compelled to stomach this supposed affront, until the whirligig of time, whose motion he promised himself he would watch most sedulously, should bring about an opportunity of revenge.
Waverley's servant always led a saddle-horse for him in the rear of the battalion to which he was attached, though his master seldom rode.

But now, incensed at the domineering and unreasonable conduct of his late friend, he fell behind the column, and mounted his horse, resolving to seek the Baron of Bradwardine, and request permission to volunteer in his troop, instead of the Mac-Ivor regiment.
'A happy time of it I should have had,' thought he, after he was mounted, 'to have been so closely allied to this superb specimen of pride and self-opinion and passion.

A colonel! why, he should have been a generalissimo.

A petty chief of three or four hundred men!--his pride might suffice for the Cham of Tartary--the Grand Seignior--the Great Mogul! I am well free of him.

Were Flora an angel, she would bring with her a second Lucifer of ambition and wrath for a brother-in-law.
The Baron, whose learning (like Sancho's jests while in the Sierra Morena) seemed to grow mouldy for want of exercise, joyfully embraced the opportunity of Waverley's offering his service in his regiment, to bring it into some exertion.