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.

698 WAVERLEY NOVELS.
Notwithstanding her anxiety, Jeanie could not help admiring within herself, how the most correct judges of life and manners can be imposed on by
their own preconceptions, while the Duke proceeded thus: " She is of the
unfortunate house of Winton, I believe; but, being bred abroad, she had
missed the opportunity of learning her own pedigree, and was obliged to me
for informing her, that she must certainly come of the Setons of Windygoul.
I wish you could have seen how prettily she blushed at her own ignorance.
Amidst her noble and elegant manners, there is now and then a little touch
of bashfulness and conventual rusticity, if I may call it so, that makes her
quite enchanting. You see at once the rose that had bloomed untouched
amid the chaste precincts of the cloister, Mr. Butler."
True to the hint Mr. Butler failed not to start with his
"Ut flos in septis secretus nascitur hortis," &c.
while his wife could hardly persuade herself that. all this was spoken of Effie
Deans, and by so competent a judge as the Duke of Argyle; and had she
been acquainted with Catullus, would have thought the fortunes of her sister
had reversed the whole passage.
She was, however, determined to obtain some indemnification for the
anxious feelings of the moment, by gaining all the intelligence she could;
and therefore ventured to make some inquiry about the husband of the lady
his Grace admired so much.
"He is very rich," replied the Duke; " of an ancient family, and has
good manners; but he is far from being such a general favourite as his wife.
Some people say he can be very pleasant -I never saw him so; but should
rather judge him reserved, and gloomy, and capricious. He was very wild
in his youth, they say, and has bad health; yet he is a good-looking man
enough-a great friend of your Lord High Commissioner of the Kirk, Mr.
Butler."
"Then he is the friend of a very worthy and honourable nobleman,"
said Butler.
" Does he admire his lady as much as other people do?" said Jeanie, in a
low voice.
"VWho - Sir George? They say he is very fond of her," said the Duke;
"but I observe she trembles a little when he fixes his eye on her, and that
is no good sign-But it is strange how I am haunted by this resemblance of
yours to Lady Staunton, in look and tone of voice. One would almost swear
you were sisters."
Jeanie's distress became uncontrollable, and beyond concealment. The
Duke of Argyle was much disturbed, good-naturedly ascribing it to his
having unwittingly recalled to her remembrance her family misfortunes.
He was too well-bred to attempt to apologize; but hastened to change the
subject, and arrange certain points of dispute which had occurred betwixt
Duncan of Knock and the minister, acknowledging that his worthy substitute
was sometimes a little too obstinate, as well as too energetic, in his executive
measures.
Mr. Butler admitted his general merits; but said, "He would presume
to apply to the worthy gentleman the words of the poet to Marrucinus
Asinius,
ManuNon belle uteris in joco atque vine."
The discourse being thus turned on parish-business, nothing farther
occurred that can interest the reader.