not taken up the affair, and explained the circumstances and
conditions. "I trust," he concluded, "we shall be able to secure
Captain Dalgetty's
assistance to our own party."
"And if not," said the Laird, "I protest, as the Captain says,
that nothing that has passed this evening, not even his having
eaten my bread and salt, and pledged me in
brandy, Bourdeaux, or
usquebaugh, shall
prejudice my cleaving him to the neck-bone."
"You shall be
heartily welcome," said the Captain, "providing my
sword cannot keep my head, which it has done in worse dangers
than your fend is likely to make for me."
Here Lord Menteith again interposed, and the
concord of the
company being with no small difficulty restored, was cemented by
some deep carouses. Lord Menteith, however, contrived to break
up the party earlier than was the usage of the Castle, under
pretence of
fatigue and in
disposition. This was somewhat to the
disappointment of the
valiant Captain, who, among other habits
acquired in the Low countries, had acquired both a
disposition to
drink, and a
capacity to bear, an exorbitant quantity of strong
liquors.
Their
landlord ushered them in person to a sort of
sleepinggallery, in which there was a four-post bed, with tartan
curtains, and a number of cribs, or long hampers, placed along
the wall, three of which, well stuffed with
blooming heather,
were prepared for the
reception of guests.
"I need not tell your
lordship," said M'Aulay to Lord Menteith, a
little apart, "our Highland mode of quartering. Only that, not
liking you should sleep in the room alone with this German land-
louper, I have caused your servants' beds to be made here in the
gallery. By G--d, my lord, these are times when men go to bed
with a
throat hale and sound as ever swallowed
brandy, and before
next morning it may be gaping like an oyster-shell."
Lord Menteith thanked him
sincerely,
saying, "It was just the
arrangement he would have requested; for, although he had not the
least
apprehension of
violence from Captain Dalgetty, yet
Anderson was a better kind of person, a sort of gentleman, whom
he always liked to have near his person."
"I have not seen this Anderson," said M'Aulay; "did you hire him
in England?"
"I did so," said Lord Menteith; "you will see the man to-morrow;
in the
meantime I wish you good-night."
His host left the
apartment after the evening
salutation, and was
about to pay the same
compliment to Captain Dalgetty, but
observing him deeply engaged in the
discussion of a huge pitcher
filled with
brandy posset, he thought it a pity to
disturb him in
so laudable an
employment, and took his leave without farther
ceremony.
Lord Menteith's two attendants entered the
apartment almost
immediately after his
departure. The good Captain, who was now
somewhat encumbered with his good cheer, began to find the
undoing of the clasps of his
armour a task somewhat difficult,
and addressed Anderson in these words, interrupted by a slight
hiccup,--"Anderson, my good friend, you may read in Scripture,
that he that putteth off his
armour should not boast himself like
he that putteth it on--I believe that is not the right word of
command; but the plain truth of it is, I am like to sleep in my
corslet, like many an honest fellow that never waked again,
unless you
unloose this buckle."
"Undo his
armour, Sibbald," said Anderson to the other servant.
"By St. Andrew!" exclaimed the Captain, turning round in great
astonishment, "here's a common fellow--a stipendiary with four
pounds a-year and a
livery cloak, thinks himself too good to
serve Ritt-master Dugald Dalgetty of Drumthwacket, who has
studied
humanity at the Mareschal-College of Aberdeen, and served
half the princes of Europe!"
"Captain Dalgetty," said Lord Menteith, whose lot it was to stand
peacemaker throughout the evening, "please to understand that
Anderson waits upon no one but myself; but I will help Sibbald to
undo your corslet with much pleasure."
"Too much trouble for you, my lord," said Dalgetty; "and yet it
would do you no harm to
practise how a handsome
harness is put on
and put off. I can step in and out of mine like a glove; only
to-night, although not EBRIUS, I am, in the
classicphrase, VINO
CIBOQUE GRAVATUS."
By this time he was unshelled, and stood before the fire musing
with a face of
drunkenwisdom on the events of the evening. What
seemed
chiefly to interest him, was the
character of Allan
M'Aulay. "To come over the Englishmen so cleverly with his
Highland torch-bearers--eight bare-breeched Rories for six silver
candlesticks!--it was a master-piece--a TOUR DE PASSE--it was
perfect legerdemain--and to be a
madman after all!--I doubt
greatly, my lord" (shaking his head), "that I must allow him,
notwithstanding his
relationship to your
lordship, the privileges
of a
rational person, and either batoon him
sufficiently to
expiate the
violence offered to my person, or else bring it to a
matter of
mortal arbitrement, as becometh an insulted cavalier."
"If you care to hear a long story," said Lord Menteith, at this
time of night, I can tell you how the circumstances of Allan's
birth
account so well for his
singularcharacter, as to put such
satisfaction entirely out of the question."
"A long story, my lord," said Captain Dalgetty, "is, next to a
good evening
draught and a warm nightcap, the best shoeinghorn
for
drawing on a sound sleep. And since your
lordship is pleased
to take the trouble to tell it, I shall rest your patient and
obliged auditor."
"Anderson," said Lord Menteith, "and you, Sibbald, are dying to
hear, I suppose, of this strange man too! and I believe I must
indulge your
curiosity, that you may know how to
behave to him in
time of need. You had better step to the fire then."
Having thus assembled an
audience about him, Lord Menteith sat
down upon the edge of the four-post bed, while Captain Dalgetty,
wiping the relics of the posset from his beard and mustachoes,
and repeating the first verse of the Lutheran psalm, ALLE GUTER
GEISTER LOBEN DEN HERRN, etc. rolled himself into one of the
places of
repose, and thrusting his shock pate from between the
blankets, listened to Lord Menteith's relation in a most
luxurious state, between
sleeping and waking.
"The father," said Lord Menteith, "of the two brothers, Angus and
Allan M'Aulay, was a gentleman of
consideration and family, being
the chief of a Highland clan, of good
account, though not
numerous; his lady, the mother of these young men, was a
gentlewoman of good family, if I may be permitted to say so of
one nearly connected with my own. Her brother, an
honourable and
spirited young man, obtained from James the Sixth a grant of
forestry, and other privileges, over a royal chase
adjacent to
this castle; and, in exercising and defending these rights, he
was so
unfortunate as to
involve himself in a quarrel with some
of our Highland freebooters or caterans, of whom I think, Captain
Dalgetty, you must have heard."
"And that I have," said the Captain, exerting himself to answer
the
appeal. "Before I left the Mareschal-College of Aberdeen,
Dugald Garr was playing the devil in the Garioch, and the
Farquharsons on Dee-side, and the Clan Chattan on the Gordons'
lands, and the Grants and Camerons in Moray-land. And since
that, I have seen the Cravats and Pandours in Pannonia and
Transylvania, and the Cossacks from the Polish
frontier, and
robbers, banditti, and barbarians of all countries besides, so
that I have a
distinct idea of your broken Highlandmen."
"The clan," said Lord Menteith, "with whom the
maternal uncle of
the M'Aulays had been placed in feud, was a small sept of
banditti, called, from their houseless state, and their
incessantly wandering among the mountains and glens, the Children
of the Mist. They are a
fierce and hardy people, with all the
irritability, and wild and vengeful passions, proper to men who
have never known the
restraint of
civilized society. A party of
them lay in wait for the
unfortunate Warden of the Forest,
surprised him while
hunting alone and unattended, and slew him
with every circumstance of inventive
cruelty. They cut off his
head, and
resolved, in a bravado, to
exhibit it at the castle of