treat your Grace to call him a person in whom I am specially interested," replied Claverhouse.
"And a whig into the bargain," said the nobleman, lolling out a tongue which was at all times too big for his mouth, and accommodating his coarse features to a sneer, to which they seemed to be familiar.
"Yes, please your Grace, a whig, as your Grace was in 1641," replied Claverhouse, with his usual appearance of imperturbable civility.
"He has you there, I think, my Lord Duke," said one of the Privy Counsellors. "Ay, ay," returned the Duke, laughing, "there's no speaking to him since Drumclog—but come bring in the prisoners—and do you, Mr Clerk, read the record."
The clerk read forth a bond, in which General Grahame of Claverhouse and Lord Evandale entered themselves securities, that Henry Morton, younger, of Milnwood, should go abroad and remain in foreign
