"You hear him," said Claverhouse, smiling, "there's the rock he splits upon; he cannot forget his pedigree."
"I know, my noble colonel," said Bothwell in the same tone, "that you will not forget your promise; and then, perhaps, you may permit Cornet Stuart to have some recollection of his grandfather, though the serjeant must forget him."
"Enough of this, sir," said Claverhouse, in the tone of command which was familiar to him, "and let me know what you came to report to me just now."
My Lord Evandale and his party have halted on the high-road with some prisoners," said Bothwell.
My Lord Evandale?" said Lady Margaret. "Surely, Colonel Grahame, you will permit him to honour me with his society, and to take his poor disjune here, especially considering, that even his most sacred majesty did not pass the Tower of Tillietudlem without halting to partake of some refreshment."
