Your
spirit of freedom is now disallowed, and all this mighty gathering is
for him. My husband, his vassals, your cousin, and, in short, the
sequestration of the estates of Mar and Bothwell, are all to be put to
the hazard on account of a frantic outlaw, to whom, since the loss of
his wife, I should suppose, death would be preferable to any gratitude
we can pay him."
Lady Helen, at this ungrateful language, inwardly thanked Heaven that
she inherited no part of the blood which animated so unfeeling a heart.
"That he is an outlaw, Lady Mar, springs from us. That death is the
preferable comforter of his sorrows, also, he owes to us; for was it
not for my father's sake that his wife fell, and that he himself was
driven into the wilds? I do not, then, blush for making his
preservation my first prayer; and that he may achieve the freedom of
Scotland, is my second."
"We shall see whose prayers will be answered first," resumed Lady Mar,
rising coldly from her seat. "My saints are perhaps nearer than yours,
and before the close of this day you will have reason to repent such
extravagant opinions. I do not understand them."
"Till now, you never disapproved them.
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