Youth is full of pleasure, age is full of care;
Youth like summer morn, age like winter weather;
Youth like summer brave, age like winter bare.
Youth is full of sport, age's breath is short;
Youth is nimble, age is lame;
Youth is hot and bold, age is weak and cold;
Youth is wild, and age is tame.
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They had ridden but a short way, when Lady Mabel, reining1 in her horse, placed herself along side of Moodie, to ask how he felt now. She feared lest he might be too unwell to undergo the fatigues3 of the day. But, thanks to L'Isle's prescription5, Moodie was already another man. He sat bolt upright in the saddle, with a martial6 air, and looked around as if ready for any emergency. She no longer felt any fears for him. His curiosity, too, seemed to be awakened7, for he said: "You are a great botanist8, my lady, and know every kind of plant. Pray, what were those two tall trees near the farmer's house, with bare trunks and feathery tops?"
"They are date palms," said Lady Mabel. "You see more and more of them the nearer you get to Africa."
"Indeed!" said Moodie, with more astonishment9 than the information seemed to warrant.
"Yes," she continued; "and they bear a luscious10 and nourishing fruit, which, in the deserts of Africa, is the chief food of the people. It is to them what oatmeal is to the Scot."
"And how far are we from Africa?" said Moodie, dreading11 the answer, but striving to put the question in an indifferent tone.
"Why some people say that Africa begins at the Pyrenees, but Colonel L'Isle, who knows the country thoroughly12, says that the Sierra de Monchique is the true boundary. The kingdom of Algarve, lying beyond those mountains, is, in climate, soil, and vegetation, truly African; and it is only the strip of salt water that separates it from Morocco, that prevents its forming part of that country."
"I never heard of the kingdom of Algarve before," said Moodie, pondering the information he had received. "How far are we from it?"
"We will not find it a long day's journey to one of the chief towns," said Lady Mabel. "Its name—its name is Mauropolis, the city of the Moors13. It lies on the border of Algarve, just like Berwick on the border of Scotland, only Algarve is a beautiful and fertile country, which poor Scotland is only to a Scot."
"It is an ill bird that fouls14 its own nest," growled15 Moodie in an undertone. "Have you forgot, my lady, that you are yourself a Scot!"
"A Scot!" said she, deliberately16, as if now first considering that point. "My mother was an Englishwoman. So far, I am not a Scot."
"But your father! Your father, my lady!" Moodie angrily exclaimed. "He is a true Scot, and knows the worth of old Scotland well."
"He does, indeed," said she; "and has always thought it an excellent country—to come from; so he marched off at eighteen, and has seldom been back there since."
"So we are on the borders of Africa!" exclaimed Moodie, speaking to himself aloud.
"Why, do you not see Moodie, that the people grow darker, each day, as we travel on?"
"The innkeeper at Evora is dark enough," said he, that truth flashing on him; "but the farmer and his girls are browner still by many a shade."
"You will think them fair," said Lady Mabel, "when you have traveled far enough onward," and, leaving him confused and alarmed, she cantered on to join Mrs. Shortridge.
Now Moodie was a shrewd man, perhaps a little too shrewd, with an eye open to human depravity; he was learned, too, in his way; many a heavy tome of Scotch17 controversial divinity had been thumbed by him as carefully as his Bible; but he never dwelt on any thing he found there not sustaining his preconceived notions. He involuntarily slighted those parts even of Scripture19 that he could not wrest20 to his purpose. Many an historical and traditionary fact, too, floated loosely on his mind; but his geographical21 education had been sadly neglected. A topographical knowledge of half a dozen shires, a general notion of the shape of old Scotland, and a hazy22 outline of the sister kingdom, made up all he had attained23 to. Had you laid before him a chart of the sea coast of Bohemia, first discovered by our great dramatist, it would not have startled him in the least, and he was ready to look for Africa at any point of the compass.
He now saw clearly that this journey was part of a plot. L'Isle had first won the confidence of father and daughter; then availing himself of her love for botany, had habituated her to his presence and protection on short excursions around Elvas; he had used the commissary and his wife to beguile26 Lady Mabel from her father's protection, under pretence27 of a short journey to a neighboring town. Having now rid himself of the innocent commissary, he was leading her by devious28 paths far beyond pursuit. Lady Mabel seemed bewitched, and no longer saw with her own eyes. Was Mrs. Shortridge a simple gull29 or something worse? "Perhaps," thought Moodie, "Colonel Bradshawe is right;" for an eaves-dropping valet had given his scandal wings.
Moodie was not deeply read in romance; but he remembered the traditionary tale of the young Scotch heiress, who, while a party of her retainers were escorting her to the house of her guardian30, was set upon by a neighboring chieftain at the head of his clan31. Her followers33, concealing35 the girl under a huge caldron, stood round it for her defence, and when the last man had fallen the victorious36 suitor carried off the girl, and married her for her lands. This, too, was a plain case of abducting37 an heiress, not indeed by violence, but with consummate38 art. Setting aside the rare attractions of the lady, in Moodie's estimation the prize was immense. L'Isle, with all his lofty airs, was but a commoner, with perhaps no fortune but his sword, a mere39 adventurer, and Lord Strathern's broad acres were an irresistible40 temptation; though, in truth, this coveted41 domain42 counted thousands of acres of sheep-walk to the hundreds of plough land.
Having made this matter clear to his own mind, Moodie cursed in his heart Lord Strathern's fatuity43 and the facile disposition44 Lady Mabel had so unexpectedly betrayed. But, though sorely troubled, he was not a man to despair. He resolved to watch L'Isle closely, and to rack his own invention for some way to foil his schemes, while taking care not to betray the least suspicion of them.
Meanwhile, Lady Mabel, as she could not herself visit Algarve, was extracting from L'Isle a full account of that delightful45 region. And he described well the picturesque46 and lofty mountains that cut off its narrow strip of maritime47 territory from the rest of Portugal; its tropical vegetation and its animal life, its perpetual summer, tempered alternately by the ocean and the mountain breeze. When he mentioned any fact which Lady Mabel thought might liken this region to Africa in Moodie's imagination, she would turn and repeat it for his benefit. Thus, the wolves and the wild boars abounding48 in the mountains, became to him nameless monsters infesting49 the country; the serpents were magnified in bulk, and the poisonous lizard50 redoubled its venom51. The fevers common there grew more malignant52; the plague broke out occasionally, and a few earthquakes were thrown in to enliven the narrative53. She garbled54 it too, sadly, suppressing the fact that Algarve had furnished a large proportion of the adventurers who had discovered and conquered India and Brazil, and its mariners55 of this day, the best in Portugal, she converted into Barbary corsairs. She said nothing about Algarve having been the first province to rise against the French, or about the half-dozen adventurous56 seamen57 who had sailed boldly in a fishing-boat to Brazil, to inform the regent that Portugal still dared to struggle and to hope.
L'Isle overheard and wondered at her perversion58 of his account of Algarve, without detecting her motive59, and Moodie thought her evident desire to visit this region proved her little less than mad, for only her version of select portions of L'Isle's remarks reached his ears.
"It is singular," said L'Isle, "that the Moors should have been more thoroughly driven out of Algarve, the most southern province, than out of others north of it. Its maritime position perhaps made it easy for them to escape to Morocco. But the people are not so dark as in Alemtejo, and many of the women are beautifully fair. In fact, I have seen as lovely faces there as in any country but our own."
Lady Mabel took care not to enlighten Moodie by repeating to him this observation, and he remained convinced that L'Isle had been describing beforehand to the ladies the country he was leading them to.
"The heat, fatigue4, and discomfort60 of the last four days had almost worn out Mrs. Shortridge's strength, and now suggested to Lady Mabel some sage61 reflections on travel in general, as the result of her experience.
"Traveling is certainly one of the pleasures of life, with this peculiarity63, that it affords most pleasure when the journey is over. With all the interest and excitement attending it, there are some drawbacks. We gratify our curiosity at times at no little cost. In the search after strange manners, the traveler may have to adopt them; in inspecting the various conditions under which men can live, we must often subject ourselves to these conditions, and thus acquire practical experience in place of theoretical knowledge. We cannot, like Don Cleofus, command the services of Asmodeus, to enable us to be lookers-on without becoming parties in the scenes we witness. To know how the Arab lives, we must for a time become an Arab; and to pry64 into the inner mysteries of Hottentot life, you must make yourself a Hottentot."
"And to estimate the prisoner's woes," L'Isle suggested, "you must try the virtues65 of a dungeon67—musty straw, and bread and water."
"That would be buying the knowledge dearly," said she; "but I would like to try how the life of a nun68 would suit me."
"It would suit you the least of all women," said Mrs. Shortridge. "You might die in the cloister69, but could not live there."
"Oh, I am sure I could stand a short novitiate, say three or six months," exclaimed Lady Mabel.
"Your novitiate, soon to end in freedom," said L'Isle, "would not help you to the experience of the true internal life of the nun. It is pleasant to walk, leading your horse by the rein2, and at liberty to mount when you like; but the essence of monastic life lies in the conviction that you have turned your back forever on the world without, with all its trials, its hopes and fears, its passions and pursuits, and have given yourself religiously to tread through this life, the narrow path you have chosen, to the next."
"You have convinced me," said Lady Mabel. "In my longing70 after a varied71 experience of the conditions of life, I might sacrifice half a year to the trial of one, but I prefer ignorance on this point to the burden of a life-enduring vow72."
"If our knowledge were limited by our own experience, we would know little indeed," said L'Isle. "Our capacity to bring home to ourselves other conditions than our own, depends more on the transferring and transforming faculties73 of the imagination, than on the observing powers of the eye. If, indeed, we had never felt bodily pain, we could not feel for a man on the rack. Had we never known anguish74 of mind, we might not estimate the mental agonies of others. But we have feelings, for the exercise of which sympathy and imagination can create conditions. We can feel with the captive in the dungeon, without going down there to take a place by his side."
"Still, there is nothing like experience in one's own person," said Mrs. Shortridge. "I can now sympathize fully18 with the toilworn traveler, across a parched75 and thirsty desert, under a broiling76 sun. I own that the pleasures of this journey far exceed its pains, thanks to your care and company; but, as Lady Mabel says, the chief pleasure comes afterward77, and this journey will be still more pleasant next week than now."
"In spite of its hardships," said Lady Mabel, "it has been so agreeable to me, that I would have it last a week longer. As an escort, interpreter, and cicerone, Colonel L'Isle has no rival. He has, too, filled the commissary's place so well, that we have suffered nothing from your good man's desertion."
The pleasure Lady Mabel expressed, and her frank admission that she wished the journey longer, delighted L'Isle. He longed to tell her that he was ever at her command as companion, guardian, and guide on any journey, however long. But no—he must not say that. He had no thoughts of matrimony—at least, just now. A remote prospect78 did indeed float before his eyes, in which he saw himself having outlived this war, and attained the rank of Major-General, returning home to find Lady Mabel still lovely and still free to listen to a lover's suit. This was but a bright vista79 of the future, hemmed80 in and overhung by many a dark contingency81, a glowing picture in an ebony frame.
The character of the country underwent a change as they rode on. Sloping downward toward the Guadiana, over a succession of hills which concealed82 the descent, the soil became more fertile, but was scarcely more cultivated than in the region which they had just left behind them. The heaths and broom plants now gave place to a variety of evergreen83 shrubs84. Though the forest trees had vanished centuries ago, the prospect was often shut out by the thickets85 that overspread the country. An occasional spot of open ground indicated some attempts at cultivation86, but they saw few peasants, and but one village seated on a hill, until passing a wretched hamlet, they reach the bank of a brook87. The shade of some trees, already in full leaf, in this sheltered spot, tempted88 them to make here their noonday halt.
Seating herself on the fern and moss89 at the foot of an old mulberry-tree that overhung the little stream, Lady Mabel pointed90 out to her companions, that the trees around them were all of the same kind.
"They were doubtless planted here," said L'Isle, "when the silk culture throve in this country, a branch of industry, which, with too many others, has almost died out. Civil disorder91 and foreign war have been fatal to it. The Spaniards have made Alemtejo their highroad in every invasion of Portugal; and the disasters of late years have completed the ruins of this frontier, so long a debatable land. The country around, is, for the most part, a heath-covered waste, or a wilderness92 of brushwood; here the silkworm has perished, the peasant's hand is idle, and the amoreira stands with unplucked leaves."
"The better for us," said Mrs. Shortridge; "we need its thickest shade."
A solitary93 stork94, by the rivulet95, was engaged in that gentle sport which Isaac Walton assures us, is so favorable to tranquil96 meditation97. Deep in reverie, the philosopher seemed not to heed98 their presence. For a time, he stood gravely on one leg, then with a few stately strides, drew nearer to them. They were commenting on his sedate99 air, and disregard for man's presence, when Moodie came and sat down within ear-shot of them. The bird now raised his head and gave them a searching look. Then bending back his long neck, he uttered a dissatisfied chatter100 with his snapping beak101, and taking wing, sought a sequestered102 part of the stream, remote from the intruders.
"The stork would not thus have shunned103 natives. He must have found out that we are foreigners and heretics" said Mrs. Shortridge.
"It is this arch-heretic, Moodie, that he shuns," said Lady Mabel. "His presence would drive away a whole congregation of storks104, who are almost as good churchmen as the monks105 themselves."
"Perhaps quite as good," said Moodie. "My arch-heresy consists in protesting now and always against idolatrous Rome. Some here are not quite as good Protestants as I am."
"I never called myself a Protestant," said L'Isle.
"Do you not, sir?" exclaimed Moodie. "Pray what are you then?"
"I never called myself a Protestant in defining my faith."
"And why not, sir," asked Moodie, adding in an under tone. "Now he will show the cloven foot."
"Because mine is a positive creed107, not to be expressed by negation108. In defining it, I can admit no term not expressing some essential point. I would not mistake the accident for the essence. That God has given his revealed word to man, is an essential point in my belief. That Rome has misconstrued that word, may be true, but comes not within the scope of my creed. I believe that Christ by his Apostles founded a church to ramify through the world, like the fruitful vine running over the wall. Some branches may have rotted off, some may bear degenerate109 fruit, some in unpruned luxuriance may bring forth110 nothing but leaves. Be it so. My belief is that the branch I cleave111 to retains its vital vigor112 and produces life-sustaining fruit."
"But how does this prevent your protesting against Rome?" objected Moodie.
"It prevents my making that protest any part of the definition of my faith. Names are things, and he who is perpetually dubbing113 himself a Protestant, ends by making it the first article of his creed, that Rome errs114, and his active religion becomes opposition115 to Rome. Now I find Voltaire quite as good a Protestant as you are."
"I can say nothing to that," answered Moodie, "never having met with that gentleman."
L'Isle smiled for a moment, but went on earnestly to say: "We believe that Christ not only gave us a father, but founded a church, and we will not let go our hold upon it, as some sects116 and nations have done, out of mere opposition to Rome. Our forefathers117 by God's providence118, set earnestly to work reforming it where corrupted120, repairing it when dilapidated, but did not pull it down, in the presumptuous121 hope of building up another. They purified the temple, but did not destroy it. They removed the idols122, but did plough up and sow with salt the consecrated123 spot, because it had been defiled124."
"I see" said Moodie warmly, "that you aim your anathema125 at the Kirks among other Christian126 bodies."
"Without anathematizing any one," L'Isle answered, "we take comfort to ourselves, in the conviction that our church is a continuous branch of that which the Apostles founded in Christ, and that it might have been in essentials what it now is, were its history as closely connected with the Greek church, as it is with that of Rome, or had it ever stood unconnected with either of them. Never having been rebuilt from its foundation, it has lost its apostolic character."
"You have given many branches to the vine planted by Christ," observed Moodie. "Perhaps you admit the Church of Rome, to be one that still bears fruit."
"To drop the figure of the vine, I will answer you by saying, that it is possible for a Romanist to be a Christian."
"Are Christianity and idolatry one and the same?" said Moodie, indignantly.
"Do you know how many dogmas the Kirk and Rome hold in common?" answered L'Isle. "If you set down each article of Christian doctrine127 in the order of its importance and certainty, you may travel the same road with the Romanist a long way; nor is it easy to prove that Rome does not hold to all Christian truths."
Moodie rose from where he sat and stretched forth a protesting hand. But he saw that protest was useless here, so he withdrew to the shade of another tree, and sat down to think what he should do for Lady Mabel's safety. To refresh himself and sharpen his wits, he took more than one draught128 from the bottle. The wine being old, mild and delicate in flavor, he classed it in the same category with small beer, far underrating its beguiling129 potency130. This vinho maduro, the vino generoso of the Spaniard, was that which maketh glad the heart of man, being of a choice vintage from a famous vineyard. It was rich, oily and deceiving.
"Had Moodie not been too impatient to stay with us longer," said L'Isle, "he might have heard me admit, that though the Church of Rome has kept the truth, it has not been content with it, but has mingled131 with it so large a mass of falsehood, that the truth it teaches is no longer pure. It has not thrown away the God-given treasure, but it has piled over it such an ever accumulating heap of rubbish that it is not easily found. It may have guarded the fountain of life-giving waters, but has so hedged it in with a labyrinth132 of superstitions133 and ceremonial rites134, that it is almost inaccessible136 to the flock."
"Call Moodie back, and redeem137 yourself in his opinion," said Mrs. Shortridge. "He is now mourning over your approaching conversion138 to Rome."
"It is useless," said Lady Mabel. "Moodie sets no value on half-truths."
"Moodie denies there being any Christianity left in Popery," said L'Isle. "I assert that there is many a thorough, though unconscious Papist among Protestants. Popery is not so much an accidental bundle of errors, as a spontaneous and necessary growth from corrupt119 human nature. Thus many a charity, with us, originates in the hope of atoning139 for sins; many seek salvation140 through vicarious but human means; many a sectarian, especially among women is not so much the member of a church, as the follower32 of an idolized man. There are Protestant popes, whose words are bulls in their little popedoms, and Protestant saints who, unlike those of Rome, are canonized in life by their handful of followers."
"I think I could find a patron saint for Moodie," said Lady Mabel. "At least I do not think he would have been startled as I was, on hearing a minister of the Kirk, after exhausting his powers of eulogy141 on the great Apostle of the Gentiles, crown his praise by likening the prisoner Paul preaching boldly in bonds before the Roman governor, in whose hand was his life, to John Knox, the mouth-piece of the dominant142 faction143, bullying144 a lady and his queen, a capture in their hands. This was a strange canonization of John Knox, or a singular degradation145 of St. Paul. But I see that our dinner waits us; and though this is a charming spot, we must not linger here too long. I am sure," she added, "that the shy and meditative146 stork, who left us so abruptly147, must be a deep theologian, for it was he who suggested this learned discertation on the church."
The travelers dined here under the shade of the trees, and soon after took horse again. Moodie threw himself into the saddle with a spirit and activity which led Lady Mabel to say: "Your good wine, Colonel L'Isle, has done wonders for Moodie. It carries him well through the labors148 of the day."
"It seems to have cured his ailing25 body," said L'Isle, "but has not mellowed149 his temper. He grows more crusty than ever."
They had ridden but a little way, when she heard Moodie call to her, and reining in her horse, she let him come up alongside of her. He evidently wished to speak to her in private, for he kept silence until L'Isle and Mrs. Shortridge were out of hearing, and looked cautiously round to see that the servants were not too near.
"My lady," said he, in a solemn manner, "I have been looking at you, wondering if you are the same girl I have seen for years growing up under my eye."
"Another, yet the same," said she. "I have not yet quite lost my personal identity."
"And how many months is it since we left Scotland?"
"Weeks you mean, Moodie, it is scarcely yet time to count by months."
"I suspect that often happens in the progress of life," said Lady Mabel. "We seem to stand still for a while at a monotonous152 stage of our existence; a sudden change of condition comes, and we leap forward toward maturity153. So, too, we may for years continue young in heart and health; some heavy trouble or deep grief overtakes us, and we at once are old."
"It is not a leap forward in life that you have made, but a leap aside, out of your own character. It amazes me to see you galloping155 wildly over this outlandish country, without a thought but flowers, soldiers, and sightseeing. I sometimes think you bewitched."
"What is more likely?" said Lady Mabel. "To us silly women, flowers, soldiers, and sightseeing, are the most bewitching things in the world."
"But you have lost all caution, all fear, and let these friends of yesterday lead you you know not whither."
"Traveling is one way to grow wise; and as to danger, what did you leave Craiggyside for, if it was not to take care of me?"
"Heaven knows I knew not what I undertook. I find one young lady harder to look after than twelve score of ewes, the kine, and the crops, with the ploughmen, shepherd, and dairy-maid to boot."
"Pray do not tell that to any but myself. With such a character, so far from passing for a lady, I could not get a place as lady's maid."
"You may laugh, my lady, but the danger is real and near. I do not trust your new friends," and Moodie shook his finger at them before him. "I know what is ordered must come to pass, and it is sinful to repine at it. But I have known you from a girl, a child, for you are a girl still, my lady, and it grieves my heart to see you galloping on to Rome and ruin."
"Is that my predestined road?" said Lady Mabel. "Then I suppose I must ride it, but it will be at a spanking156 pace," and giving her horse a cut she dashed off to the head of the party, while Moodie gazed after her in despair.
Hearing the tread of horses close behind him, he looked round and saw L'Isle's servants at his heels, watching him closely. The thought struck him, that he might find these men useful. So, falling back alongside of them, he said to L'Isle's man: "Do you know any thing of the strange country we are going to now?"
The man looked around for a moment with a puzzled air, but perceiving that Moodie was under some strange mistake, he merely said: "I am following my master, and leave him to choose his own road."
"We are playing the game of follow your leader, Mr. Moodie," said the groom157, dipping into the dialogue. "The Colonel leads, and we are to follow you know; and d——t, we will play out the game."
"But do you know that he is leading you to the land of the Moors?"
"If he is going to the land of the great Black-a-moor himself, we must shut our eyes and gallop154 down hill. His country is said to lie in that way."
Moodie muttered something about a son of Belial, but he wished to use these men, and not offend them. So, turning to the groom, with grim sociability158, he asked: "Can you speak the language of the people hereabouts?"
"I can call lustily for meat and drink, and make my wants known at a pinch."
"Can you hire me a messenger at the next place we stop at? You must know," said he, in a confidential159 tone, "I left an important matter sadly neglected in Elvas. It is my lord's business, and I would be sorry to come to blame in it. Whatever it cost, I must send a letter there without delay, and while I write, you must find man and horse. He shall have two guineas the minute the job is done. Is that enough?"
"Quite enough," the groom answered, gravely, while his companion turned away his head to conceal34 a grin. "I know something about riding express, and for two guineas I will find you a man to ride to Elvas and back in double quick time."
"You shall have a guinea for yourself, if you prove a man of your word, and send my letter in time."
"If I fail you, may your guinea choke me, for I mean to melt it down into good liquor," said the groom.
"And I'll help him to drink your health in it, Mr. Moodie," said the other man. "For a guinea's worth of liquor might choke a better man than Tom."
With hope renewed, Moodie rode on after his mistress. On coming up with them, he heard L'Isle and Lady Mabel talking Portuguese160. To while away an idle hour, she was taking a lesson in that tongue. This annoyed Moodie, who suspected some plot, when they thus kept him in the dark. But he consoled himself with the hope that his important dispatch would yet be in time to prevent mischief161, and he once more refreshed himself with his bottle, being now well convinced of its medicinal virtue66.
Lady Mabel was in high spirits, talking and laughing, and occasionally looking round at Moodie, enjoying the deception162 she had put upon him. Her success in bewildering him, now tempted her to quiz L'Isle, and she abruptly said: "It must have been a violent fit of patriotism163 and martial ardor164 that made you abandon the thought of taking orders, and quit Oxford165 for the camp."
"I never had any thought of taking orders," answered L'Isle, surprised and annoyed, he knew not exactly why. "I only lived with those who had."
"It is not my vocation," said L'Isle, laconically167.
"You have only not yet found it out. But it is not too late," she persisted. "Your case, my good man-slaying Christian, is not like Gonsalvo's of Cordova, who had but a remnant of his days in which to play the penitent168 monk106. These wars will soon be over, and you are still young. If you cannot make a general, you may be a bishop169 in time. Indeed, I already see in you a pillar of our church."
It was not flattering to an ambitious young soldier to hint that he had so mistaken his calling. L'Isle was almost angry, at which Lady Mabel felt a mischievous170 delight; and Mrs. Shortridge was highly amused.
"It is but a small inducement I can offer you, among so many higher motives," Lady Mabel continued. "But I promise you, that, whenever you preach your first sermon, I will travel even to Land's-end to hear it."
"Lady Mabel shall offer a greater bribe171," said Mrs. Shortridge, with an arch look. "If you will only exchange the sword for the surplice, Colonel L'Isle, whenever she commits matrimony, no one but you shall solemnize the rite135."
Lady Mabel blushed to the crown of her head, and exclaimed, "I am too fond of my liberty to offer that bribe. That is a high and bare hill," she said, seeking to divert their attention. "Let us ride to the top of it, and survey the country around."
"You may do so, if you like," said Mrs. Shortridge, composedly; "but I have made a vow to do no extra riding to-day. This road is long enough and rough enough for me."
Lady Mabel turned from the path, and, followed by L'Isle, was soon ascending173 the hill. Moodie, somewhat under the influence of his soporific draughts174, was in a reverie, wondering whether Lord Strathern would get his letter in time to send a troop of horse after the fugitives175, and whether it might not come within the provisions of the military code to have L'Isle court-martialed and shot for running off with his General's daughter, when, looking up, he missed Lady Mabel, and then discovered her with L'Isle, scampering176 over the hill. In great confusion, he rode up to Mrs. Shortridge, and asked, "Where are they going now?"
"I scarcely know," she answered; "but Colonel L'Isle will take care of Lady Mabel, so you can stay and take care of me."
Moodie cast on her a look of angry suspicion, which scanned her from head to foot, and plainly pronounced her no sufficient pledge for his mistress. Spurring his horse, he followed Lady Mabel at a run. The animal he rode had often carried fifteen stone, in Lord Strathern's person, over as rough ground as this, and made light of Moodie's weight, which was scarcely more than nine. Without picking his way, he made directly for his companions ahead; and the clatter177 of his hoofs178 soon making Lady Mabel look round, she drew up her horse in haste, and anxiously watched Moodie's career. A deep chasm179, washed out by the winter rains, was cleared by the horse in capital style, but Moodie lit on his valise, and with difficulty recovered the saddle. Just between him and Lady Mabel the last tree on the hill-side, torn from the shallow soil by some heavy blast, lay horizontally on its decaying roots and branches. Moodie rode at it with unquailing eye; and, while Lady Mabel uttered an exclamation180 of alarm, the horse cleared it in a bucking181 leap, throwing Moodie against the holsters; but he fell back into his seat, and rode up triumphantly182 to his mistress. This energetic demonstration183 seemed to overawe Lady Mabel. Turning from the hill-top before them, she rode demurely184 back to the party, resolved not to wander from the beaten path, or go faster than a foot-pace, until Moodie had dismounted, and his neck was safe.
A peasant on an ass24, coming down the road, had stopped and stood at gaze at a distance, watching these equestrian185 manoeuvres. But when he saw the party, now united, coming toward him, he turned short to the left, and hastened away at a pace that proved that his burro had four nimble legs.
"That must be a thief," said Mrs. Shortridge, "afraid of falling in with honest folks."
"Or an honest man," suggested L'Isle, "afraid of falling among thieves. I have observed a growing dislike in the peasantry to meeting small parties of our people in out of the way places. I suspect that they are sometimes made to pay toll186 for traveling their own roads."
Their road was winding187 round the side of the hill, and they presently got a glimpse of a cultivated valley before them. The spirit of mischief suddenly revived in Lady Mabel's bosom188. She fell back alongside of Moodie, and said: "This way seems much traveled. It is no longer a by-path; we may call it a high road in this country. We must be drawing near to the city of Mauropolis. I wonder we have yet met none of these turbaned Moors."
Moodie roused himself, and looked anxiously ahead. The mountain shadows already fell upon the valley; but the evening sun still shone upon a city opposite to them. It was seated high above the valley, and flanked by two fortresses189 of unequal elevation190, which partly hid it. The Serra de Portalagre rising behind, overhung it, and the city seemed nestled in a nook in the steep mountain side. Moodie from this point did not recognize the place, but gazed on it steadfastly191, with no kindly192 feeling. "Edom is exalted193. He hath made his habitation in the clefts194 of the rock. He sayeth in his heart, who shall bring me down?" But presently he distinguished195 the peculiar62 aqueduct, and his eye roving westward196, was struck by the familiar outline of Serra D'Ossa.
"We have lost our road," said Lady Mabel, "and found our way back to Elvas;" and, laughing merrily, she shot ahead, leaving Moodie too much angered and mortified197 to enjoy the relief of his anxieties.
On reaching his quarters he went straight to his bed, to sleep off his fatigue, his chagrin198, and the good wine which had befriended yet beguiled199 him.
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prescription
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awakened
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botanist
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astonishment
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luscious
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dreading
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fouls
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growled
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scotch
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scripture
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geographical
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pretence
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guardian
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followers
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victorious
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abducting
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domain
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fatuity
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disposition
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delightful
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maritime
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abounding
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infesting
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lizard
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venom
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malignant
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narrative
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garbled
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mariners
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adventurous
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perversion
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motive
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discomfort
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sage
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dungeon
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cloister
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prospect
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contingency
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evergreen
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disorder
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