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  ’“ThenIamyourfaithfulguardian,AlanBrandirofLochAwe;calledLordAlanBrandir,sonofaworthypeerofScotland。Nowwillyouconfideinme?“

  ’“Iconfideinyou!“Icried,lookingathimwithamazement;“why,youarenotolderthanIam!“

  ’“YesIam,threeyearsatleast。You,myward,arenotsixteen。I,yourworshipfulguardian,amalmostnineteenyearsofage。“

  ’UponhearingthisIlookedathim,forthatseemedthenavenerableage;butthemoreIlookedthemoreI

  doubted,althoughhewasdressedquitelikeaman。Heledmeinacourtlymanner,steppingathistallesttoanopenplacebesidethewater;wherethelightcameasinchannel,andwasmadethemostofbyglancingwavesandfairwhitestones。

  ’“NowamItoyourliking,cousin?“heasked,whenI

  hadgazedathim,untilIwasalmostashamed,exceptatsuchastripling。“DoesmyCousinLornajudgekindlyofherguardian,andhernearestkinsman?Inaword,isouradmirationmutual?“

  ’“TrulyIknownot,“Isaid;“butyouseemgood-natured,andtohavenoharminyou。Dotheytrustyouwithasword?“

  ’Forinmyusageamongmenofstatureandstrongpresence,thisprettyyouth,sotrickedandslender,seemednothingbutadolltome。Althoughhescaredmeinthewood,nowthatIsawhimingoodtwilight,lo!

  hewasbutlittlegreaterthanmylittleself;andsotasselledandsoruffledwithamintofbravery,andagreencoatbarredwithred,andaslimswordhangingunderhim,itwastheutmostIcoulddotolookathimhalf-gravely。

  ’“Ifearthatmypresencehathscarceenoughofferocityaboutit“hegaveajerktohisswordashespoke,andclankeditonthebrook-stones;“yetdoI

  assureyou,cousin,thatIamnotwithoutsomeprowess;

  andmanyamasterofdefencehaththisgoodswordofminedisarmed。Nowiftheboldestandbiggestrobberinallthischarmingvalleydurstsomuchasbreathethescentofthatflowercoronal,whichdothnotadornbutisadorned“——herehetalkedsomenonsense——“Iwouldcleavehimfromheadtofoot,ereeverhecouldflyorcry。“

  ’“Hush!“Isaid;“talknotsoloudly,orthoumaysthavetodoboththyself,anddothembothinvain。“

  ’Forhewasquiteforgettingnow,inhisbraverybeforeme,wherehestood,andwithwhomhespoke,andhowthesummerlightningshoneabovethehillsanddownthehollow。AndasIgazedonthisslightfairyouth,clearlyoneofhighbirthandbreedingalbeitover-boastful,achilloffearcreptoverme;becausehehadnostrengthorsubstance,andwouldbenomorethanapin-cushionbeforethegreatswordsoftheDoones。

  ’“Iprayyoubenotvexedwithme,“heanswered,inasoftervoice;“forIhavetravelledfarandsorely,forthesakeofseeingyou。IknowrightwellamongwhomI

  am,andthattheirhospitalityismoreoftheknifethanthesalt-stand。NeverthelessIamsafeenough,formyfootisthefleetestinScotland,andwhatarethesehillstome?Tush!Ihaveseensomeborderforaysamongwilderspiritsandcraftiermenthanthesebe。OnceImindsomeyearsagone,whenIwasquiteastriplinglad——“

  ’“Worshipfulguardian,“Isaid,“thereisnotimenowforhistory。Ifthouartinnohaste,Iam,andcannotstayhereidling。OnlytellmehowIamakinandunderwardshiptothee,andwhatpurposebringstheehere。“

  ’“Inorder,cousin——allthingsinorder,evenwithfairladies。First,Iamthyuncle’sson,myfatheristhymother’sbrother,oratleastthygrandmother’s——unlessIamdeceivedinthatwhichIhaveguessed,andnootherman。Formyfather,beingaleadinglordinthecouncilsofKingCharlestheSecond,appointedmetolearnthelaw,notformylivelihood,thankGod,butbecausehefeltthelackofitinaffairsofstate。

  Butfirstyourleave,youngMistressLorna;Icannotlaydownlegalmaxims,withoutaidofsmoke。“

  ’Heleanedagainstawillow-tree,anddrawingfromagildedboxalittledarkthinglikeastick,placeditbetweenhislips,andthenstrikingaflintonsteelmadefireandcaughtitupontouchwood。Withthishekindledthetipofthestick,untilitglowedwitharingofred,andthenhebreathedforthcurlsofsmoke,blueandsmellingontheairlikespice。Ihadneverseenthisdonebefore,thoughacquaintedwithtobacco-pipes;anditmademelaugh,untilIthoughtoftheperilthatmustfollowit。

  ’“Cousin,havenofear,“hesaid;“thismakesmeallthesafer;theywilltakemeforaglow-worm,andtheeforthefloweritshinesupon。Buttoreturn——oflawI

  learnedasyoumaysuppose,butlittle;althoughIhavecapacities。Butthethingwasfartoodullforme。

  AllIcareforisadventure,movingchance,andhotencounter;thereforealloflawIlearnedwashowtolivewithoutit。Nevertheless,foramusement’ssake,asImustneedsbeatmydeskanhourorsointheafternoon,Itooktothesportingbranchofthelaw,thepitfalls,andtheambuscades;andofallthetrapstobelaidtherein,pedigreesaretherarest。Thereisscarceamanworthacrossofbutter,butwhatyoumayfindaholeinhisshieldwithinfourgenerations。AndsoIstruckourownescutcheon,anditsoundedhollow。

  Thereisapoint——butheednotthat;enoughthatbeingcuriousnow,Ifollowedupthequarry,andIamcometothisatlast——we,evenwe,thelordsofLochAwe,haveanoutlawforourcousin,andIwouldwehadmore,iftheybelikeyou。“

  ’“Sir,“Ianswered,beingamusedbyhismanner,whichwasnewtomefortheDoonesaremuchinearnest,“surelyyoucountitnodisgracetobeofkintoSirEnsorDoone,andallhishonestfamily!“

  ’“Ifitbeso,itisintruththeveryhighesthonourandwouldhealtenholesinourescutcheon。Whatnoblefamilybutspringsfromacaptainamongrobbers?Tradealonecanspoilourblood;robberypurifiesit。Therobberyofoneageisthechivalryofthenext。Wemaystartanew,andviewitheventhenobilityofFrance,ifwecanonceenrolbuthalftheDoonesuponourlineage。“

  ’“IlikenottohearyouspeakoftheDoones,asiftheywerenomorethanthat,“Iexclaimed,beingnowunreasonable;“butwillyoutellme,onceforall,sir,howyouaremyguardian?“

  ’“ThatIwilldo。Youaremywardbecauseyouweremyfather’sward,undertheScottishlaw;andnowmyfatherbeingsodeaf,Ihavesucceededtothatright——atleastinmyownopinion——underwhichclaimI

  amheretoneglectmytrustnolonger,buttoleadyouawayfromscenesanddeedswhichthoughofgoodreputeandcomelyarenotthebestforyounggentlewomen。

  TherespokeInotlikeaguardian?Afterthatcanyoumistrustme?“

  ’“But,“saidI,“goodCousinAlanifImaysocallyou,itisnotmeetforyounggentlewomentogoawaywithyounggentlemen,thoughfiftytimestheirguardians。Butifyouwillonlycomewithme,andexplainyourtaletomygrandfather,hewilllistentoyouquietly,andtakenoadvantageofyou。“

  ’“Ithankyoumuch,kindMistressLorna,toleadthegooseintothefox’sden!But,settingbyallthoughtofdanger,Ihaveotherreasonsagainstit。Now,comewithyourfaithfulguardian,child。Iwillpledgemyhonouragainstallharm,andtobearyousafetoLondon。Bythelawoftherealm,Iamnowentitledtothecustodyofyourfairperson,andofallyourchattels。“

  ’“But,sir,allthatyouhavelearnedoflaw,ishowtolivewithoutit。“

  ’“Fairlymet,faircousinmine!Yourwitwilldomecredit,afteralittlesharpening。Andthereisnonetodothatbetterthanyouraunt,mymother。Althoughsheknowsnotofmycoming,sheislongingtoreceiveyou。Come,andinafewmonths’timeyoushallsetthemodeatCourt,insteadofpininghere,andweavingcoronalsofdaisies。“

  ’Iturnedaside,andthoughtalittle。Althoughheseemedsolightofmind,andgayindressandmanner,I

  couldnotdoubthishonesty;andsaw,beneathhisjauntyair,truemettleandripebravery。ScarcehadI

  thoughtofhisprojecttwice,untilhespokeofmyaunt,hismother,butthentheformofmydearestfriend,mysweetAuntSabina,seemedtocomeandbidmelisten,forthiswaswhatsheprayedfor。MoreoverI

  feltthoughnotasnowthatDooneGlenwasnoplaceformeoranyproudyoungmaiden。ButwhileIthought,theyellowlightningspreadbehindabulkofclouds,threetimeseretheflashwasdone,faroffandvoidofthunder;andfromthepileofcloudbeforeit,cutasfromblackpaper,andlittodepthsofblacknessbytheblazebehindit,aformasofanagedman,sittinginachairloose-mantled,seemedtoliftahandandwarn。

  ’Thismindedmeofmygrandfather,andallthecareI

  owedhim。Moreover,nowthestormwasrisingandI

  begantogrowafraid;forofallthingsawfultomethunderisthedreadfulest。Itdothsogrowl,likealioncoming,andthensoroll,androar,andrumble,outofathickeningdarkness,thencracklikethelasttrumpoverheadthroughclovenairandterror,thatallmyheartlieslowandquivers,likeaweedinwater。I

  listenednowforthedistantrollingofthegreatblackstorm,andheardit,andwashurriedbyit。Buttheyouthbeforemewavedhisrolledtobaccoatit,anddrawledinhisdaintiesttoneandmanner,——

  ’“Theskyishavingasmoke,Isee,anddroppingsparks,andgrumbling。IshouldhavethoughttheseExmoorhillstoosmalltogatherthunder。“

  ’“Icannotgo,Iwillnotgowithyou,LordAlanBrandir,“Ianswered,beingvexedalittlebythosewordsofhis。“Youarenotgraveenoughforme,youarenotoldenoughforme。MyAuntSabinawouldnothavewishedit;norwouldIleavemygrandfather,withouthisfullpermission。Ithankyoumuchforcoming,sir;butbegoneatoncebythewayyoucame;

  andprayhowdidyoucome,sir?“

  ’“Faircousin,youwillgrieveforthis;youwillmourn,whenyoucannotmendit。Iwouldmymotherhadbeenhere,soonwouldshehavepersuadedyou。Andyet,“headded,withthesmileofhisaccustomedgaiety,“itwouldhavebeenanuncothing,aswesayinScotland,forherladyshiptohavewaiteduponyou,ashergracelesssonhasdone,andhopestodoagainerelong。DownthecliffsIcame,andupthemImustmakewaybackagain。Nowadieu,fairCousinLorna,Iseeyouareinhastetonight;butIamrightproudofmyguardianship。Givemejustoneflowerfortoken“——

  herehekissedhishandtome,andIthrewhimatrussofwoodbine——“adieu,faircousin,trustmewell,Iwillsoonbehereagain。“

  ’“Thatthounevershalt,sir,“criedavoiceasloudasaculverin;andCarverDoonehadAlanBrandirasaspiderhathafly。Theboymadealittleshriekatfirst,withthesuddenshockandtheterror;thenhelooked,methought,ashamedofhimself,andsethisfacetofightforit。Verybravelyhestroveandstruggled,tofreeonearmandgrasphissword;butaswellmightaninfantburiedaliveattempttolifthisgravestone。

  CarverDoone,withhisgreatarmswrappedaroundtheslimgaybody,smiledasIsawbytheflashfromheavenatthepooryoungfaceturneduptohim;thenasanursebearsoffachild,whoisloathtogotobed,heliftedtheyouthfromhisfeet,andborehimawayintothedarkness。

  ’Iwasyoungthen。Iamoldernow;olderbytenyears,inthought,althoughitisnotatwelvemonthsince。Ifthatblackdeedweredoneagain,Icouldfollow,andcouldcombatit,couldthrowweakarmsonthemurderer,andstrivetobemurderedalso。Iamnowathomewithviolence;andnodarkdeathsurprisesme。

  ’But,beingasIwasthatnight,thehorrorovercameme。Thecrashofthunderoverhead,thelastdespairinglook,thedeath-pieceframedwithblazeoflightning——myyoungheartwassoaffrightedthatI

  couldnotgasp。Mybreathwentfromme,andIknewnotwhereIwas,orwho,orwhat。OnlythatIlay,andcowered,undergreattreesfullofthunder;andcouldneithercount,normoan,norhavemyfeettohelpme。

  ’Yethearkening,asacowarddoes,throughthebrushingofthewind,andechooffarnoises,Iheardasharpsoundasofiron,andafallofheavywood。Nounmanlyshriekcamewithit,neithercryformercy。CarverDooneknowswhatitwas;andsodidAlanBrandir。’

  HereLornaDoonecouldtellnomore,beingovercomewithweeping。Onlythroughhertearsshewhispered,asathingtoobadtotell,thatshehadseenthatgiantCarver,inafewdaysafterwards,smokingalittleroundbrownstick,likethoseofherpoorcousin。Icouldnotpressheranymorewithquestions,orforclearness;althoughIlongedverymuchtoknowwhethershehadspokenofittohergrandfatherortheCounsellor。Butshewasnowinsuchcondition,bothofmindandbody,fromtheforceofherownfearmultipliedbytellingit,thatIdidnothingmorethancoaxher,atadistancehumbly;andsothatshecouldseethatsomeonewasatleastafraidofher。

  ThisalthoughIknewnotwomeninthosedays,asnowI

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