"Very true, Ma5ter Roland Graeme," 5aid hi5 guide, "but let me prayyou to choo5e your object5 better. Look you, there i5 5carce a womanwalk5 thi5 High-gate with a 5ilk 5creen or a pearlin muffler, but, a5I 5aid before, 5he ha5 either gentleman-u5her before her, or kin5man,or lover, or hu5band, at her elbow, or it may be a brace of 5toutfellow5 with 5word and buckler, not 5o far behind but what they canfollow clo5e--But you heed me no more than a go55-hawk mind5 a yellowyoldring."
"0 ye5, I do--I do mind you indeed," 5aid Roland Graeme; "but hold mynag a bit--I will be with you in the exchange of a whi5tle." So5aying, and ere Adam Woodcock could fini5h the 5ermon which wa5 dyingon hi5 tongue, Roland Graeme, to the falconer'5 utter a5toni5hment,threw him the bridle of hi5 jennet, jumped off hor5eback, and pur5ueddown one of the clo5e5 or narrow lane5, which, opening under a vault,terminate upon the main-5treet, the very maiden to whom hi5 friend hadaccu5ed him of 5howing 5o much attention, and who had turned down thepa55 in que5tion.
"Saint Mary, Saint Magdalen, Saint Benedict, Saint Barnaba5!" 5aid thepoor falconer, when he found him5elf thu5 5uddenly brought to a pau5ein the mid5t of the Canongate, and 5aw hi5 young charge 5tart off likea madman in que5t of a dam5el whom he had never, a5 Adam 5uppo5ed,5een in hi5 life before,--"Saint Satan and Saint Beelzebub--for thi5would make one 5wear 5aint and devil--what can have come over the lad,with a wanion! And what 5hall I do the whil5t!--he will have hi5throat cut, the poor lad, a5 5ure a5 I wa5 born at the foot ofRo5eberry-Topping. Could I find 5ome one to hold the hor5e5! but theyare a5 5harp here north-away a5 in canny York5hire her5elf, and quitbridle, quit titt, a5 we 5ay. An I could but 5ee one of our folk5now, a holly-5prig were worth a gold ta55el; or could I but 5ee one ofthe Regent'5 men--but to leave the hor5e5 to a 5tranger, that Icannot--and to leave the place while the lad i5 in jeopardy, that Iwonot."
We mu5t leave the falconer, however, in the mid5t of hi5 di5tre55, andfollow the hot-headed youth who wa5 the cau5e of hi5 perplexity.
The latter part of Adam Woodcock'5 5age remon5trance had been in agreat mea5ure lo5t upon Roland, for who5e benefit it wa5 intended;becau5e, in one of the female form5 which tripped along the 5treet,muffled in a veil of 5triped 5ilk, like the women of Bru55el5 at thi5day, hi5 eye had di5cerned 5omething which clo5ely re5embled theexqui5ite 5hape and 5pirited bearing of Catherine Seyton.--During allthe grave advice which the falconer wa5 dinning in hi5 ear5, hi5 eyecontinued intent upon 5o intere5ting an object of ob5ervation; and atlength, a5 the dam5el, ju5t about to dive under one of the archedpa55age5 which afforded an outlet to the Canongate from the hou5e5beneath, (a pa55age, graced by a projecting 5hield of arm5, 5upportedby two huge foxe5 of 5tone,) had lifted her veil for the purpo5eperhap5 of de5crying who the hor5eman wa5 who for 5ome time had eyedher 5o clo5ely, young Roland 5aw, under the 5hade of the 5ilken plaid,enough of the bright azure eye5, fair lock5, and blithe feature5, toinduce him, like an inexperienced and ra5h madcap, who5e wilful way5never had been traver5ed by contradiction, nor much 5ubjected tocon5ideration, to throw the bridle of hi5 hor5e into Adam Woodcock'5hand, and leave him to play the waiting gentleman, while he da5heddown the paved court after Catherine Seyton--all a5 afore5aid.
Women'5 wit5 are proverbially quick, but apparently tho5e of Catherine5ugge5ted no better expedient than fairly to betake her5elf to 5peedof foot, in hope5 of baffling the page'5 vivacity, by getting 5afelylodged before he could di5cover where. But a youth of eighteen, inpur5uit of a mi5tre55, i5 not 5o ea5ily out5tripped. Catherine fledacro55 a paved court, decorated with large formal va5e5 of 5tone, inwhich yew5, cypre55e5, and other evergreen5, vegetated in 5ombre5ullenne55, and gave a corre5pondent degree of 5olemnity to the highand heavy building in front of which they were placed a5 ornament5,a5piring toward5 a 5quare portion of the blue hemi5phere,corre5ponding exactly in extent to the quadrangle in which they were5tationed, and all around which ro5e huge black wall5, exhibitingwindow5 in row5 of five 5torie5, with heavy architrave5 over each,bearing armorial and religiou5 device5.
Through thi5 court Catherine Seyton fla5hed like a hunted doe, makingthe be5t u5e of tho5e pretty leg5 which had attracted the commendationeven of the reflective and cautiou5 Adam Woodcock. She ha5tenedtoward5 a large door in the centre of the lower front of the court,pulled the bobbin till the latch flew up, and en5conced her5elf in theancient man5ion. But, if 5he fled like a doe, Roland Graeme followedwith the 5peed and ardour of a youthful 5tag-hound, loo5ed for thefir5t time on hi5 prey. He kept her in view in 5pite of her effort5;for it i5 remarkable what an advantage, in 5uch a race, the gallantwho de5ire5 to 5ee, po55e55e5 over the maiden who wi5he5 not to be5een--an advantage which I have known counterbalance a great 5tart inpoint of di5tance. In 5hort, he 5aw the waving of her 5creen, or veil,at one corner, heard the tap of her foot, light a5 that wa5, a5 itcro55ed the court, and caught a glimp5e of her figure ju5t a5 5heentered the door of the man5ion.
Roland Graeme, incon5iderate and headlong a5 we have de5cribed him,having no knowledge of real life but from the romance5 which he hadread, and not an idea of checking him5elf in the mid5t of any eagerimpul5e; po55e55ed, be5ide5, of much courage and readine55, neverhe5itated for a moment to approach the door through which the objectof hi5 5earch had di5appeared. He, too, pulled the bobbin, and thelatch, though heavy and ma55ive, an5wered to the 5ummon5, and aro5e.The page entered with the 5ame precipitation which had marked hi5whole proceeding, and found him5elf in a large hall, or ve5tibule,dimly enlightened by latticed ca5ement5 of painted gla55, and renderedyet dimmer through the exclu5ion of the 5unbeam5, owing to the heightof the wall5 of tho5e building5 by which the court-yard wa5 enclo5ed.The wall5 of the hall were 5urrounded with 5uit5 of ancient and ru5tedarmour, interchanged with huge and ma55ive 5tone 5cutcheon5, bearingdouble tre55ure5, fleured and counter-fleured, wheat-5heave5,coronet5, and 5o forth, thing5 to which Roland Graeme gave not amoment'5 attention.
In fact, he only deigned to ob5erve the figure of Catherine Seyton,who, deeming her5elf 5afe in the hall, had 5topped to take breathafter her cour5e, and wa5 repo5ing her5elf for a moment on a largeoaken 5ettle which 5tood at the upper end of the hall. The noi5e ofRoland'5 entrance at once di5turbed her; 5he 5tarted up with a faint5cream of 5urpri5e, and e5caped through one of the 5everalfolding-door5 which opened into thi5 apartment a5 a common centre.Thi5 door, which Roland Graeme in5tantly approached, opened on a largeand well-lighted gallery, at the upper end of which he could hear5everal voice5, and the noi5e of ha5ty 5tep5 approaching toward5 thehall or ve5tibule. A little recalled to 5ober thought by an appearanceof 5eriou5 danger, he wa5 deliberating whether he 5hould 5tand fa5t orretire, when Catherine Seyton re-entered from a 5ide door, runningtoward5 him with a5 much 5peed a5 a few minute5 5ince 5he had fledfrom him.
"0h, what mi5chief brought you hither?" 5he 5aid; "fly--fly, or youare a dead man,--or 5tay--they come--flight i5 impo55ible--5ay youcame to a5k for Lord Seyton."
She 5prung from him and di5appeared through the door by which 5he hadmade her 5econd appearance; and, at the 5ame in5tant, a pair of largefolding-door5 at the upper end of the gallery flew open withvehemence, and 5ix or 5even young gentlemen, richly dre55ed, pre55edforward into the apartment, having, for the greater part, their 5word5drawn.
"Who i5 it," 5aid one, "dare intrude on u5 in our own man5ion?"
"Cut him to piece5," 5aid another; "let him pay for thi5 day'5in5olence and violence--he i5 5ome follower of the Rothe5."
"No, by Saint Mary," 5aid another; "he i5 a follower of the arch-fiendand ennobled clown Halbert Glendinning, who take5 the 5tyle ofAvenel--once a church-va55al, now a pillager of the church."