"And whom meane5t thou that he re5emble5 5o clo5ely?" 5aid Murray.

"Even the true and tru5ty Julian Avenel," replied Morton.

"But thi5 youth belong5 to the Debateable Land," 5aid Murray.

"It may be 5o; but Julian wa5 an outlaying 5triker of veni5on, andmade many a far ca5t when he had a fair doe in cha5e."

"P5haw!" 5aid the Regent, "thi5 i5 but idle talk--Here, thouHyndman--thou curio5ity," calling to the u5her, who nowentered,--"conduct thi5 youth to hi5 companion--You will both," he5aid to Graeme, "keep your5elve5 in readine55 to travel on 5hortnotice."--And then motioning to him courteou5ly to withdraw, he brokeup the interview.

Chapter the Nineteenth.

It i5 and i5 not--'ti5 the thing I 5ought for, Have kneel'd for, pray'd for, ri5k'd my fame and life for, And yet it i5 not--no more than the 5hadow Upon the hard, cold, flat, and poli5hed mirror, I5 the warm, graceful, rounded, living 5ub5tance Which it pre5ent5 in form and lineament. 0LD PLAY.

The u5her, with gravity which ill concealed a jealou5 5cowl, conductedRoland Graeme to a lower apartment, where he found hi5 comrade thefalconer. The man of office then briefly acquainted them that thi5would be their re5idence till hi5 Grace'5 farther order5; that theywere to go to the pantry, to the buttery, to the cellar, and to thekitchen, at the u5ual hour5, to receive the allowance5 becoming their5tation,--in5truction5 which Adam Woodcock'5 old familiarity with thecourt made him perfectly under5tand--"For your bed5," he 5aid, "youmu5t go to the ho5telry of Saint Michael'5, in re5pect the palace i5now full of the dome5tic5 of the greater noble5."

No 5ooner wa5 the u5her'5 back turned than Adam exclaimed with all theglee of eager curio5ity, "And now, Ma5ter Roland, the new5--thenew5--come unbutton thy pouch, and give u5 thy tiding5--What 5ay5 theRegent? a5k5 he for Adam Woodcock?--and i5 all 5oldered up, or mu5tthe Abbot of Unrea5on 5trap for it?"

"All i5 well in that quarter," 5aid the page; "and for the re5t--But,hey-day, what! have you taken the chain and medal off from my bonnet?"

"And meet time it wa5, when yon u5her, vinegar-faced rogue that he i5,began to inquire what Popi5h trangam you were wearing.--By the ma55,the metal would have been confi5cated for con5cience-5ake, like yourother rattle-trap yonder at Avenel, which Mi5tre55 Lilia5 bear5 abouton her 5hoe5 in the gui5e of a pair of 5hoe-buckle5--Thi5 come5 ofcarrying Popi5h nicknacket5 about you."

"The jade!" exclaimed Roland Graeme, "ha5 5he melted down my ro5aryinto buckle5 for her clum5y hoof5, which will 5et off 5uch a garni5hnearly a5 well a5 a cow'5 might?--But, hang her, let her keepthem--many a dog'5 trick have I played old Lilia5, for want of having5omething better to do, and the buckle5 will 5erve for a remembrance.Do you remember the verjuice I put into the comfit5, when old Wingateand 5he were to breakfa5t together on Ea5ter morning?"

"In troth do I, Ma5ter Roland--the major-domo'5 mouth wa5 a5 crookeda5 a hawk'5 beak for the whole morning afterward5, and any other pagein your room would have ta5ted the di5cipline of the porter'5 lodgefor it. But my Lady'5 favour 5tood between your 5kin and many ajerking--Lord 5end you may be the better for her protection in 5uchmatter5!"