Two Penniless Princesses

by Charlotte M. Yonge




CHAPTER 1



DUNBAR



''Twas on a night, an evening bright
When the dew began to fa',
Lady Margaret was walking up and down,
Looking over her castle wa'.'


The battlements of a castle were, in disturbed times, the only
recreation-ground of the ladies and play-place of the young
people. Dunbar Castle, standing on steep rocks above the North
Sea, was not only inaccessible on that side, but from its donjon
tower commanded a magnificent view, both of the expanse of
waves, taking purple tints from the shadows of the clouds, with
here and there a sail fleeting before the wind, and of the
rugged headlands of the coast, point beyond point, the nearer
distinct, and showing the green summits, and below, the tossing