The Heart of Mid-Lothian, Volume 2 by Sir Walter Scott
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revenge as well as their subjects--Little as you seem to esteem it, it is
a poison which pleases all palates, from the prince to the peasant. Prime ministers love no less the power of gratifying sovereigns by gratifying their passions.--The life of an obscure village girl! Why, I might ask the best of the crown-jewels for laying the head of such an insolent conspiracy at the foot of her majesty, with a certainty of being gratified. All my other plans have failed, but this could not--Heaven is just, however, and would not honour me with making this voluntary atonement for the injury I have done your sister. I had not rode ten miles, when my horse, the best and most sure-footed animal in this country, fell with me on a level piece of road, as if he had been struck by a cannon-shot. I was greatly hurt, and was brought back here in the condition in which you now see me." As young Staunton had come to the conclusion, the servant opened the door, and, with a voice which seemed intended rather for a signal, than merely the announcing of a visit, said, "His Reverence, sir, is coming up stairs to wait upon you." "For God's sake, hide yourself, Jeanie," exclaimed Staunton, "in that dressing closet!" "No, sir," said Jeanie; "as I am here for nae ill, I canna take the shame of hiding mysell frae the master of the house." "But, good Heavens!" exclaimed George Staunton, "do but consider--" Ere he could complete the sentence, his father entered the apartment. |
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