guest-chamber, which was many advances beyond their room at
Dunbar in comfort, and presently left her own two daughters,
Annis and Lilias, and their nurse, to take care of them, since
they seemed to have neither mails nor attendants of their own,
while she sought out her husband, as he was being disarmed by
his sons, to understand what was to be done.

He told her briefly of the danger and perplexity in which the
presence of the two poor young princesses might involve
themselves, their brother, and the kingdom itself, by exciting
the greed, jealousy, and emulation of the untamed nobles and
Highland chiefs, who would try to gain them, both as an excuse
for exactions from the King and out of jealousy of one another.
To take them out of reach was the only ready means of preventing
mischief, and the Bishop of St. Andrews had besought Sir Patrick
to undertake the charge.

'We are bound to do all we can for their father's daughters,'
Dame Lilias owned, 'alike as our King and the best friend that
ever we had, or my dear brother Malcolm, Heaven rest them both!
But have they no servants, no plenishing?'

'That must we provide,' said Sir Patrick. 'We must be their
servants, Dame. Our lasses must lend them what is fitting, till
we come where I can make use of this, which my good Lord of St.
Andrews gave me.'

'What is it, Patie? Not the red gold?'

'Oh no! I have heard of the like. Ye ken Morini, as they call