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 SURGEON'S DAUGHTER. 465
"Admit me to her apartment," replied the man whom the messenger
termed Monqada.
The messenger, whom the presence of Lawford had made something more
placid, began to become impudent once more. He hoped, he said, by means
of his female prisoner, to acquire the information necessary to apprehend
the more guilty person. If more delays were thrown in his way, that information might come too late, and he would make all who were accessary
to such delay responsible for the consequences.
"And I," said Mr. Gray, "though I were to be brought to the gallows
for it, protest, that this course may be the murder of my patient.-Can bail
not be taken, Mr. Lawford?"
"Not in cases of high treason," said the official person; and then continued in a confidential tone, " Come, Mr. Gray, we all know you to be a
person well affected to our Royal Sovereign King George and the Government; but you must not push this too far, lest you bring yourself into
trouble, which every body in Middlemas would be sorry for. The forty-five
has not been so far gone by, but we can remember enough of warrants of
high treason-av, and ladies of quality committed upon such charges. But
they were all favourably dealt with - Lady Ogilvy, Lady Macintosh, Flora
Macdonald, and all. No doubt this gentleman knows what he is doing,
and has assurances of the young lady's safety -So you must jouk and let
the jaw gae by, as we say."
" Follow me, then, gentleman," said Gideon, " and you shall see the young
lady;" and then, his strong features working with emotion at anticipation
of the distress which he was about to inflict, he led the way up the small
staircase, and opening the door, said to Monqada, who had followed him,
"This is your daughter's only place of refuge, in which I am, alas! too
weak to be her protector. Enter, sir, if your conscience will permit you."
The stranger turned on him a scowl, into which it seemed as if he would
willingly have thrown the power of the fabled basilisk. Then stepping
proudly forward, he stalked into the room. Ile was followed by Lawford
and Gray at a little distance. The messenger remained in the doorway.
The unhappy young woman had heard the disturbance, and guessed the
cause too truly. It is possible she might even have seen the strangers on
their descent from the carriage. When they entered the room, she was on
her knees, beside an easy chair, her face in a silk wrapper that was hung
over it. The man called Monqada uttered a single word; by the accent it
might have been something equivalent to wretch; but none knew its import.
The female gave a convulsive shudder, such as that by which a half-dying
soldier is affected on receiving a second wound. But, without minding her
emotion, Monqada seized her by the arm, and with little gentleness raised
her to her feet, on which she seemed to stand only because she was supported by his strong grasp. He then pulled from her face the mask which
she had hitherto worn. The poor creature still endeavoured to shroud her
face, by covering it with her left hand, as the manner in which she was
held prevented her from using the aid of the right. With little effort her
father secured that hand also, which indeed was of itself far too little to
serve the purpose of concealment, and showed her beautiful face, burniig
with blushes and covered with tears.
" You, Alcalde, and you, Surgeon," he said to Lawford and Gray, with a
foreign action and accent, " this woman is my daughter, the same Zilia MonQada who is signal'd in that protocol. Make way, and let me carry her
where her crimes may be atoned for."
"Are you that person's daughter?" said Lawford to the lady.
"She understands no English," said Gray; and addressing his patient in
French, conjured her to let him know whether she was that man's daughter
or not, assuring her of protection if the fact were otherwise. The answer
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