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When I rush on, sure none will dare to stay:
'Tis love commands, and glory leads the way."
As with a voice of thunder, and his hand upon his sword, Bucklaw
repeated the ranting couplets of poor Lee, Craigengelt re-entered with a
face of alarm.
"We are undone, Bucklaw! The Master's led horse has cast himself over
his halter in the stable, and is dead lame. His hackney will be set up
with the day's work, and now he has no fresh horse; he will never get
off."
"Egad, there will be no moving with the speed of lightning this bout,"
said Bucklaw, drily. "But stay, you can give him yours."
"What! and be taken myself? I thank you for the proposal," said
Craigengelt.
"Why," replied Bucklaw, "if the Lord Keeper should have met with a
mischance, which for my part I cannot suppose, for the Master is not
the lad to shoot an old and unarmed man--but IF there should have been
a fray at the Castle, you are neither art not part in it, you know, so
have nothing to fear."
"True, true," answered the other, with embarrassment; "but consider my
commission from Saint Germains.


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