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.

140 WAVERLEY NOVELS. "May I ask upon what account,. Master Lowestoffe?" said Lord Glenvarloch. "Oh, my lord," replied the Templar, " it was for a hap that chanced after you left the ordinary, one evening about three weeks since-at least I think you were not by, as your lordship always left us before deep play began-I mean no offence, but such was your lordship's custom -when there were words between Lord ]Dalgarno and me concerning a certain game at gleek, and a certain mournival of aces held by his lordship, which went for eight - tib, which went for fifteen - twenty-three in all. Now I held king and queen, being three-a natural towser, making fifteen-and tiddy, nineteen. We vied the ruff, and revied, as your lordship may suppose, till the stake was equal to half my yearly exhibition, fifty as fair yellow canary birds as e'er chirped in the bottom of a green silk purse. Well, my lord, I gained the cards, and lo you! it pleases his lordship to say that we played without tiddy; and as the rest stood by and backed him, and especially the sharking Frenchman, why, I was obliged to lose more than I shall gain all the season.-So judge if I have not a crow to pluck with his lordship. Was it ever heard there was a game at gleek at the ordinary before, without counting tiddy.? —marry. quep upon his lordship!-every man who comes there with his purse in his hand, is as free to make new laws as he, I hope, since touch pot touch penny makes every man equal." As Master Lowestoffe ran over this jargon of the gaming-table, Lord Glenvarloch was both ashamed and mortified, and felt a severe pang of aristocratic pride, when he concluded in the sweeping-clause, that the dice, like the grave, levelled those distinguishing points of society, to which Nigel's early prejudices clung perhaps but too fondly. It was impossible, however, to object any thing to the learned reasoning of the young Templar, and therefore Nigel was contented to turn the conversation, by making some inquiries respecting the present state of WVhitefriars. There also his host was at home. "You know, my lord," said Master Lowestoffe, " that we Templars are a power and a dominion within ourselves, and I am proud to say that I hold some rank in our republic-was treasurer to the Lord of Misrule last year, and am at this present moment in nomination for that dignity myself. In such circumstances, we are under the necessity of maintaining an amicable intercourse with our neighbours of Alsatia, even as the Christian States find themselves often, in mere policy, obliged to make alliance with the Grand Turk, or the Barbary States." " I should have imagined you gentlemen of the Temple more independent of your neighbours," said Glenvarloch. "You do us something too much honour, my lord," said the Templar; "the Alsatians and we have some common enemies, and we have, under the rose, some common friends. We are in the use of blocking all bailiffs out of our bounds, and we are powerfully aided by our neighbours, who tolerate not a rag belonging to them within theirs. Moreover the Alsatians have-I beg you to understand me - the power of protecting or distressing our friends, male or female, who may be obliged to seek sanctuary within their bounds. In short, the two communities serve each other, though the league is between states of unequal quality, and I may myself say, that I have treated of sundry weighty affairs, and have been a negotiator well approved on both, sides.-But hark-hark-what is that?" The sound by which Master Lowestoffe was interrupted, was that of a distant horn, winded loud and keenly, and followed by a faint and remote buzza. "There is something doing," said Lowestoffe, " in the Whitefriars at this moment. That'is the signal when their privileges are invaded by tipstaff or bailiff; and at the blast of the horn they all swarm out to the rescue, as bees when thei: hive is disturbed.-Jump, Jemn," he said, calling out to the

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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.
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