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ithout his ransom。 He promised to come； saying that he should gladly bear to the King the last advices from one so honoured as the Tutor of Glenuskie； and； on their sides； Malcolm and Sir David resolved to do their best to have some gold pieces to contribute； rather than so 'proper a knight' should fail in raising his ransom； but gold was never plenty； and Patrick needed all that his uncle could supply； to bear him to those wars in France； where he looked for renown and fortune。
For these were； as may have been gathered； those evil days when James I。 of Scotland was still a captive to England； and when the House of Albany exercised its cruel misrule upon Scotland； delaying to ransom the King； lest they should bring home a master。
Old Robert of Albany had been King Stork； his son Murdoch was King Log； and the misery was infinitely increased by the violence and lawlessness of Murdoch's sons。 King Robert II。 had left Scotland the fearful legacy of； as Froissart says； 'eleven sons who loved arms。' Of these； Robert III。 was the eldest； the Duke of Albany the second。 These were both dead； and were represented； the one by the captive young King James； the other by the Regent； Duke Murdoch of Albany； and his brother John； Earl of Buchan； now about to head a Scottish force； among whom Patrick Drummond intended to sail； to assist the French。
Others of the eleven； Earls of Athol； Menteith； &c。； survived； but the youngest of the brotherhood； by name Malcolm； who had married the heiress of Glenuskie； had been killed at Homildon Hill； when he had solemnly charged his Stewart nephews and brothers to leave his two orphan children to the sole charge of their mother's cousin； Sir David Drummond； a good old man； who had been the best supporter and confidant of poor Robert III。 in his unhappy reign； and in embassies to France had lost much of the rugged barbarism to which Scotland had retrograded during the wars with England。
CHAPTER II： THE RESCUE OF COLDINGHAM
It was a lonely tract of road； marked only by the bare space trodden by feet of man and horse； and yet； in truth； the highway between Berwick and Edinburgh； which descended from a heathery moorland into a somewhat spacious valley； with copsewood clothing one side； in the midst of which rose a high mound or knoll； probably once the site of a camp； for it still bore lines of circumvallation； although it was entirely deserted； except by the wandering shepherds of the neighbourhood； or occasionally by outlaws； who found an admirable ambush in the rear。
The spring had hung the hazels with tassels； bedecked the willows with golden downy tufts； and opened the primroses and celandines beneath them； when the solitary dale was disturbed by the hasty clatter of horses' feet； and hard； heavy breathing as of those who had galloped headlong beyond their strength。 Here； however； the foremost of the party； an old esquire； who grasped the bridle…rein of youth by his side； drew up his own horse； and that which he was dragging on with him； saying …
'We may breathe here a moment； there is shelter in the wood。 And you； Rab； get ye up to the top of Jill's Knowe； and keep a good look… out。'
'Let me go back； you false villain！' sobbed the boy； with the first use of his recovered breath。
'Do not be so daft； Lord Malcolm；' replied the Squire； retaining his hold on the boy's bridle； 'what； rin your head into the wolf's mouth again； when we've barely brought you off haill and sain？'
'Haill and sain？ Dastard and forlorn；' cried Malcolm； with passionate weeping。 'II to flee and leave my sistermy uncle！ Oh； where are they？ Halbert； let me go； I'll never pardon thee。'
'Hoot； my lord！ would I let you gang； when the Tutor spak to me as plain as I hear you now？ 〃Take off Lord Malcolm；〃 says he； 〃save him； and you save the rest。 See him safe to the Earl of Mar。〃 Those were his words； my lord； and if you wilna heed them； I will。'
'What； and leave my sister to the reivers？ Oh； what may not they be doing to her？ Let us go back and fall on them； Halbert； better die saving her than know her in Walter Stewart's hands。 Then were I the wretched craven he calls me。'
'Look you； Lord Malcolm；' said Halbert； laying his finger on his nose； with a knowing expression； 'my young lady is safe from harm so long as you are out of the Master of Albany's reach。 Had you come by a canny thrust in the fray； as no doubt was his purpose； or were you in his hands to be mewed in a convent； then were your sister worth the wedding； but the Master will never wed her while you live and have friends to back you； and his father； the Regent； will see she has no ill…usage。 You'll do best for yourself and her too； as well as Sir David； if you make for Dunbar； and call ben your uncles of Athole and Strathern。How now； Rab？ are the loons making this way？'
'Na； na！' said Rab； descending； ''tis from the other gate； 'tis a knight in blue damasked steel： he； methinks； that harboured in our castle some weeks syne。'
'Hm！' said Halbert； considering； 'he looked like a trusty cheild： maybe he'd guide my lord here to a wiser wit； and a good lance on the way to Dunbar is not to be scorned。'
In fact； there would have been no time for one party to conceal themselves from the other； for； hidden by the copsewood； and unheeded by the watchers who were gazing in the opposite direction； Sir James Stewart and his two attendants suddenly came round the foot of Jill's Knowe upon the fugitives； who were profiting by the interval to loosen the girths of their horses； and water them at the pool under the thicket； whilst Halbert in vain tried to pacify and reason with the young master； who had thrown himself on the grass in an agony of grief and despair。 Sir James； after the first momentary start； recognized the party in an instant； and at once leapt from his horse； exclaiming …
'How now； my bonnie manmy kind hostwhat is it？ what makes this grief？'
'Do not speak to me； Sir；' muttered the unhappy boy。 'They have been reftreft from me； and I have done nothing for them。 Walter of Albany has them； and I am here。'
And he gave way to another paroxysm of grief； while Halbert explained to Sir James Stewart that when Sir Patrick Drummond had gone to embark for France； with the army led to the aid of Charles VI。 by the Earl of Buchan； his father and cousins； with a large escort； had accompanied him to Eyemouth； whence； after taking leave of him； they had set out to spend Passion…tide and Easter at Coldingham Abbey； after the frequent fashion of the devoutly inclined among the Scottish nobility； in whose castles there was often little commodity for religious observances。 Short； however； as was the distance； they had in the midst of it been suddenly assailed by a band of armed men； among whom might easily be recognized the giant form of young Walter Stewart； the Master of Albany； the Regent Duke Murdoch's eldest son； who was well known for his lawless excesses and violence。 His father's silky sayings； and his own ruder speeches； had long made it known to the House of Glenuskie that the family policy was to cajole or to drive the sickly heir into a convent； and； rendering Lilias the possessor of the broad lands inherit