The Waverley novels, by Sir Walter Scott, complete in 12 vol., printed from the latest English ed., embracing the author's last corrections, prefaces & notes.

THE HEART OF MID-LOTHIAN. 529
herself to attend the summons, yet her feet almost failed her as she came
down stairs.
"I must ask the favour of your company a little way," said Archibald,
with civility.
"I am quite ready, sir," said Jeanie.
"Is my cousin going out, Mr. Archibald? then I'will hae to go wi' her,
no doubt. - James Rasper - Look to the shop, James. - Mr. Archibald,"
pushing a jar towards him, " you take his Grace's mixture, I think. Please
to fill your box, for old acquaintance sake, while I get on my things."
Mr. Archibald transferred'a modest parcel of snuff from the jar to his
own mull, but said he was obliged to decline the pleasure of Mrs. Glass's
company, as his message was particularly to the young person.
" Particularly to the young person?" said Mrs. Glass; "is not that uncommon, Mr. Archibald? But his Grace is the best judge; and you are a
steady person, Mr. Archibald. It is not every one that comes from a great
man's house I would trust my cousin with. - But, Jeanie, you must not go
through the streets with Mr. Archibald with your tartan what-d'-ye-call-it
there upon your shoulders, as if you had come up with a drove of Highland
cattle. Wait till I bring down my silk cloak. Why we'll have the mob
after you!"
" I have a hackney-coach in waiting, madam," said Mr. Archibald, interrupting the officious old lady, from whom Jeanie might otherwise have
found it difficult to escape; " and, I believe, I must not allow her time for
any change of dress."
So saying, he hurried Jeanie into the coach, while she internally praised
and wondered at the easy manner in which he shifted off Mrs. Glass's
officious offers and inquiries, without mentioning his master's orders, or
entering into any explanation.
On entering the coach, Mr. Archibald seated himself in the front seat
opposite to our heroine, and they drove on in silence. After they had driven
nearly half an hour, without a word on either side, it occurred to Jeanie,
that the distance and time did not correspond with that which had been
occupied by her journey on the former occasion, to and from the residence
of the Duke of Argyle. At length she could not help asking her taciturn
companion, " Whilk way they were going?"
"My Lord Duke will inform you himself, madam," answered Archibald,
with the same solemn courtesy which marked his whole demeanour. Almost
as he spoke, the hackney-coach drew up, and the coachman dismounted and
opened the door. Archibald got out, and assisted Jeanie to get down.. She
found herself in a large turnpike road, without the bounds of London, upon
the other side of which road was drawn up a plain chariot and four horses,
the panels without arms, and the servants without liveries.
" You have been punctual, I see, Jeanie," said the Duke of Argyle, as
Archibald opened the carriage-door. " You must be my companion for the
rest of the way. Archibald will remain here with the hackney-coach till
your return."
Ere Jeanie could make answer, she found herself, to her no small astonishment, seated by the side of a duke, in a carriage which rolled forward at a
rapid yet smooth rate, very different in both particulars from the lumbering, jolting vehicle which she had just left; and which, lumbering and jolting as it was, conveyed to one who had seldom been in a coach before, a
certain feeling of dignity and importance.
" Young woman," said the Duke, " after thinking as attentively on your
sister's case as is in my power, I continue to be impressed with the belief
that great injustice may be done by the execution of her sentence. So are
one or two liberal and intelligent lawyers of both countries whom I have
spoken with.-Nay, pray hear me out before you thank me.-I have already
told you my personal conviction is of little consequence, unless I could
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