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acquaintance till she should know whether I approved of her holding any intercourse with him.»

« If it had been with his mother instead of himself, I could see an excellent reason for it. Ah, poor lad! that was the cause then that he seemed so absent and confused while I explained to him the reason of the bend of bastardy upon the shield yonder under the corner turret!»

« True,» said the baronet with complacency, «< it is the shield of Malcolm the Usurper, as he is called. The tower which he built is termed, after him, Malcolm's Tower, but more frequently Misticot's Tower, which I conceive to be a corruption for Misbegot. He is denominated, in the Latin pedigree of our family, Milcolombus Nothus, and his temporary seizure of our property, and most unjust attempt to establish his own illegitimate line in the estate of Knockwinnock, gave rise to such family feuds and misfortunes, as strongly to found us in that horror and antipathy to defiled blood and illegitimacy, which has been handed down to me from my respected ancestry.»

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I know the story," said Oldbuck, « and I was telling it to Lovel this moment, with some of the wise maxims and consequences which it has engrafted on your family politics. Poor fellow! he must have been much hurt; I took the wavering of his attention for negligence, and was something piqued at it, and it proves to be only an excess of feeling. I hope, Sir Arthur, you will not think less of your life, because it has been preserved by such assistance?»

« Nor the less of my assistant either,» said the baronet; « my doors and table shall be equally open to him as if he had descended of the most unblemished lineage.»

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« Come, I am glad of that-he'll know where he can get a dinner then if he wants one. But what views can he have in this neighbourhood? -I must catechise him; and if I find he wants it-or, indeed, whether he does or not--he shall have my best advice. >> As the Antiquary made this liberal promise, he took his leave of Miss Wardour and her father, eager to commence operations upon Mr Lovel. He informed him abruptly that Miss Wardour sent her compliments, and remained in attendance on her father, and then taking him by the arm, he led him out of the castle.

Knockwinnock still preserved much of the external attributes of a baronial castle. It had its draw-bridge, though now never drawn up, and its dry moat, the sides of which had been planted with shrubs, chiefly of the evergreen tribes. Above these rose the old building, partly from a foundation of red rock scarped down to the sea-beach, and partly from the steep green verge of the moat. The trees of the avenue have been already mentioned, and many others rose around of large size, as if to confute the prejudice that timber cannot be raised near to the ocean. Our walkers paused, and looked back upon the castle, as they attained the height of a small knoll, over which lay their homeward road, for it is to

be supposed they did not tempt the risk of the. tide by returning along the sands. The building flung its broad shadow upon the tufted foliage of the shrubs beneath it, while the front windows sparkled in the sun. They were viewed by the gazers with very different feelings. Lovel, with the fond eagerness of that passion which derives its food and nourishment from trifles, as the cameleon is said to live upon the air, or upon the invisible insects which it contains, endeavoured to conjecture which of the numerous windows belonged to the apartment now graced by Miss Wardour's presence. The speculations of the Antiquary were of a more melancholy cast, and were partly indicated by the ejaculation of cito peritura! as he turned away from the prospect. Lovel, roused from his reverie, looked at him as if to enquire the meaning of an exclamation so ominous. The old man shook his head. "Yes, my young friend,» said he, « I doubt greatly-and it wrings my heart to say it—this ancient family is going fast to the ground!»

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Indeed!» answered Lovel-« You surprise me greatly>>

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We harden ourselves in vain,» continued the Antiquary, pursuing his own train of thought and feeling-« We harden ourselves in vain to treat with the indifference they deserve the changes of this trumpery whirligig world-We strive ineffectually to be the self-sufficing invulnerable being, the teres atque rotundus of the poet-the stoical exemption which philosophy

affects to give us over the pains and vexations of human life, is as imaginary as the state of mystical quietism and perfection aimed at by some crazy enthusiasts.»

« And Heaven forbid that it should be otherwise!" said Lovel warmly-« Heaven forbid that any process of philosophy were capable so to sear and indurate our feelings, that nothing should agitate them but what arose instantly and immediately out of our own selfish interests!I would as soon wish my hand to be as callous as horn, that it might escape an occasional cut or scratch, as I would be ambitious of the stoicism which should render my heart like a piece of the nether mill-stone. >>

The Antiquary looked at his youthful companion with a look half of pity, half of sympathy, and shrugged his shoulders as he replied, « Wait, young man, — wait till your bark has been battered by the storm of sixty years of mortal vicissitude -you will learn by that time to reef your sails, that she may obey the helm—or, in the language of this world, you will find distresses enough, endured and to endure, to keep your feelings and, sympathies in full exercise, without concerning yourself more in the fate of others than you cannot possibly avoid.>>

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Well, Mr Oldbuck, it may be so; but as yet I resemble you more in your practice than in your theory, for I cannot help being deeply interested in the fate of the family we have just left.» « And well you may,» replied Oldbuck; « Sir...

Arthur's embarrassments have of late become so many and so pressing, that I am surprised you have not heard of them-And then his absurd and expensive operations carried on by this High German landlouper Dousterswivel»-

« I think I have seen that person, when, by some rare chance, I happened to be in the coffeeroom at Fairport-a tall, beetle-browed, awkward-built man, who entered upon scientific subjects, as it appeared to my ignorance at least, with more assurance than knowledge, was very arbitrary in laying down and asserting his opinions, and mixed the terms of science with a strange jargon of mysticism; a simple youth whispered me that he was an Illuminé, and carried on an intercouse with the invisible world.»

"O the same-the same he has enough of practical knowledge to speak scholarly and wisely to those of whose intelligence he stands in awe; and, to say the truth, this faculty, joined to his matchless impudence, imposed upon me for some time when I first knew him. But I have since understood, that when he is among fools and womankind, he exhibits himself as a perfect charlatan-talks of the magisterium—of sympathies and antipathies of the cabala-of the divining rod - and all the trumpery with which the Rosycrucians cheated a darker age, and which, to our eternal disgrace, has in some degree revived in our own. My friend Heavysterne knew this fellow abroad, and unintentionally (for he, you must know, is, God bless the

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