Waverley novels; . tance, and seenaught omitted that our means furnish for thedefence of the castle. Fear nothing, my dearest daughter, saidAldrovand: there are still some English heartsamongst us, and we will rather kill and eat theFlemings themselves than surrender the castle. That were food as dangerous to come by asbears venison, father, answered Eose, bitterly,still on fire with the idea that the monk treatedher nation with suspicion and contumely. On these terms they separated — the women toindulge their fears and sorrows in private grief oralleviate them by private devotion, the monk to
Waverley novels; . tance, and seenaught omitted that our means furnish for thedefence of the castle. Fear nothing, my dearest daughter, saidAldrovand: there are still some English heartsamongst us, and we will rather kill and eat theFlemings themselves than surrender the castle. That were food as dangerous to come by asbears venison, father, answered Eose, bitterly,still on fire with the idea that the monk treatedher nation with suspicion and contumely. On these terms they separated — the women toindulge their fears and sorrows in private grief oralleviate them by private devotion, the monk totry to discover what were the real purposes ofWilkin Flammock, and to counteract them if pos-sible, should they seem to indicate eye, however, though sharpened by strongsuspicion, saw nothing to strengthen his fears,excepting that the Fleming had, with considerablemilitary skill, placed the principal posts of thecastle in the charge of his own countrymen,which must make any attempt to dispossess him. ^Ti hy Wal Pagel Etched by WNooli WE ARE BETHAYE D. THE BETROTHED. 8i of his present authority both difficult and dan-gerous. The monk at length retired, summonedby the duties of the evening service, and with thedetermination to be stirring with the light nextmorning. CHAPTER VII. Oh, sadly shines tlie morning sun On leaguerd castle wall,When bastion, tower, and battlement Seem nodding to their fall. Old Ballad. True to his resolution, and telling his beads ashe went, that he might lose no time, Father Aldro-vand began his rounds in the castle so soon as day-light had touched the top of the eastern natural instinct led him first to those stallswhich, had the fortress been properly victualledfor a siege, ought to have been tenanted by cattle;and great was his delight to see more than a scoreof fat kine and bullocks in the place which hadlast night been empty! One of them had alreadybeen carried to the shambles, and a Fleming ortwo, who played butchers o
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