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"one of you two must go carry the news  mg7j8  to  Lord  Seyton  and  g7j8   Lord  Arbroath,  dsbfmg78    that  they hasten not their horsemen on before the foot, but advance more regularly." 


"Be that my errand," said Roland, "for I  first  marked  the stratagem of the enemy." "But, by your leave," said Seyton, "yonder  is  my  father’s   6dsbfmgj8  



banner engaged, and it best becomes me to go to the rescue." "I  will  stand  by  the  Queen’s  decision, "  said  Roland Avenel. "What  mg7j8  new  appeal?-  what  new  fmg7j8   quarrel?"  said  Queen  Mary 



-"Are there not in yonder dark host enemies enough to Mary  Stewart,   but  must  her  very friends turn enemies to each other?" "Nay,  6dsbfmgj8  madam," said Roland,   "the  young  master  of  Seyton 


and I did but dispute who should leave your person to  do  a  most  needful  message  to  the host. He thought his rank entitled him,  6dsbfmgj8  and I deemed that  the  person  of  least  consequence, 



being myself, were better perilled -"  mg7j8  "Not so," said the Queen; "if one  must  leave  me,   be  it Seyton." Henry Seyton bowed till  the  white  plumes  on  his   6dsbfmgj8  helmet 


mixed with the flowing mane of his gallant  bfmg7j8  war-horse,  bfmg7j8   then  placed  himself  firm  in  the saddle, shook his lance aloft with an air of  g7j8   triumph   6dsbfmgj8  and  determination,   and  striking 


his horse  fmg7j8  with the spurs, made towards his father’s banner, which was  still  advancing  up the hill, and dashed his steed over every obstacle that  6dsbfmgj8   occurred  in  his  headlong  path. 


"My  bfmg7j8  brother!  my  father!"  exclaimed Catherine,   with  an expression of agonized apprehension -"they are in themidst of  peril,    6dsbfmgj8  and  I  in 



safety!" "Would to God," said Roland, "that I were  with  them,   and could ransom every drop of their blood by  g7j8  two of  bfmg7j8  mine!" "Do I not know thou dost wish it?" said  Catherine  -"Can   6dsbfmgj8  a 


woman say to a man what I have well-nigh said  to  thee,   and  yet  think  that  he  could harbour fear or faintness of heart?- There is that in yon distant  sound  of  approaching  battle   fmg7j8  


that pleases meeven while  g7j8  it affrights me. i would i were  a  man,   that  i  might  bfmg7j8   hil that sterndelight, without the mixture  mg7j8  of terror!" 


"Ride up, ride  up,   Lady  Catherine  Seyton, "  cried  the Abbot, as they still swept on at a rapid pace, and were now close  beneath  the  walls  of  the   y6dsbfm7j8  


castle -"ride up, and aid  fmg7j8  Lady Fleming  bfmg7j8  to support the  Queen  -  she  gives  way  more  and more." They halted and lifted  Mary  from  the  saddle,   and  were 



about to support her towards the castle, when she said faintly, "Not  there  6dsbfmgj8   -  not  there  -  g7j8  these walls will I never enter more!" "Be a Queen, madam," said the Abbot, "and  forget  that  dsbfmg78   you 


are a woman." "Oh,   I  mg7j8   must  forget  much,   much  more, "  answered  the unfortunate Mary, in  bfmg7j8  an under tone, "ere I  can  look  with  steady  eyes  on  these   dsbfmg78  well-known 


scenes!- I must forget the days which  I  spent  here  as  the  bride  of  the  lost  -  the murdered --" "This is the Castle of Crookstone," said the  Lady  Fleming,   y6dsbfm7j8  


"in which the Queen held her first  court  after  she  was  married    fmg7j8   to    Darnley.   " "Heaven," said the Abbot, "thy hand is upon  us!-  Bear  yet 
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