that young Malcolm Drummond, a devout and scholarly lad of
earnest aspiration, should be trained at the Paris University,
and perhaps visit Padua and Bologna in preparation for that
foundation, which, save for that cruel Eastern's E'en, would
have been commenced by the uncle whose name he bore.

The daughter had likewise been promised in her babyhood to the
Sire de Terreforte, a knight of Auvergne, who had come on a
mission to the Scotch Court in the golden days of the reign of
James I., and being an old companion-in-arms of Sir Patrick,
had desired to unite the families in the person of his infant
son Olivier and of Annis Drummond.

Lady Drummond had ever since been preparing her little daughter
and her wardrobe. The whole was in a good state of forwardness;
but it must be confessed that she was somewhat taken aback when
she beheld two young ladies riding up the glen with her husband,
sons, and their escort; and found, on descending to welcome them,
that they were neither more nor less than the two eldest
unmarried princesses of Scotland.

'And Dame Lilias,' proceeded her knight, 'you must busk and
boune you to be in the saddle betimes the morn, and put Tweed
between these puir lasses and their foes--or shall I say their
ower well wishers?'

The ladies of Scotland lived to receive startling intelligence,
and Lady Drummond's kind heart was moved by the two forlorn,
weary-looking figures, with traces of tears on their cheeks.
She kissed them respectfully, conducted them to the