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.

562 WAVERL'EY NOVELS6
But when the bully with assuming pace,
Cocks his broad hat, edged round with tarnish'd lace,
Yield not the way-defy his strutting pride,
And thrust him to the muddy kennel's side,
Yet rather bear the shower and toils of mud,
Than in the doubtful quarrel risk thy blood.
GAY'S TriiCa.
JULIAN PEVERIL, half-leading, half-supporting, Alice Bridgenorth, had
reached the middle of Saint James's Street ere the doubt occurred to him
which way they should bend their course. He then asked Alice whither he
should conduct her, and learned, to his surprise and embarrassment, that,
far from knowing where her father was to be found, she had no certain
knowledge that he was in London, and only hoped that he had arrived,
from the expressions which he had used at parting. She mentioned her
uncle Christian's address, but it was with doubt and hesitation, arising from
the hands in which he had already placed her; and her reluctance to go
again under his protection was strongly confirmed by her youthful guide,
when a few words had established to his conviction the identity of Ganlesse
and Christian.-What then was to be done?
"Alice," said Julian, after a moment's reflection, " you must seek your
earliest and best friend —I mean my mother. She has now no castle in
which to receive you —she has but a miserable lodging, so near the jail in
which my father is confined, that it seems almost a cell of the same prison.
I have not seen her since my coming hither; but thus much have I learned
by inquiry. We will now go to her apartment; such as it is, I know she
will share it with one so innocent and so unprotected as you are."
"' Gracious Heaven!" said the poor girl, "am I then so totally deserted,
that I must throw myself on the mercy of her who, of all the world, has
most reason to spurn me from her?- Julian, can you advise me to this? -
Is there none else who will afford me a few hours' refuge, till I can hear
from my father?-No other protectress but her whose ruin has, I fear, been
accelerated by- Julian, I dare not appear before your mother! she must
hate me for my family, and despise me for my meanness. To be a second
time cast on her protection, when the first has been so evil repaid-Julian,
I dare not go with you."
"She has never ceased to love you, Alice," said her conductor, whose
steps she continued to attend, even while declaring her resolution not to go
with him, " she never felt any thing but kindness towards you, nay, towards
your father; for though his dealings.with us have been harsh, she can allow
much for the provocation which he has received. Believe me, with her you
will be safe as with a mother - perhaps may be the means of reconciling
the divisions by which we have suffered so much."
"Might God grant it 1" said Alice. "Yet how shall I face your mother?
And will she be able to protect me against these powerful men - against
my uncle Christian? Alas, that I must call him my worst enemy 1"
"She has the ascendency which honour hath over infamy, and vi'rtue
over vice," said Julian; " and to no human power but your father's will
she resign you, if you consent to choose her for your protectress. Come,
then, with me, Alice; and —
Julian was interrupted by some one, who, laying an unceremonious hold
of his cloak, pulled it with so much force as compelled him to stop and lay
his hand on his sword. He turned at the same time, and, when he turned,
beheld Fenella. The cheek of the mute glowed like fire; her eyes sparkled,