So
come along, Waverley.'
'Waverley!' said the English officer, with great emotion;' the nephew of
Sir Everard Waverley, of----shire?'
'The same, sir,' replied our hero, somewhat surprised at the tone in
which he was addressed.
'I am at once happy and grieved,' said the prisoner, 'to have met with
you.'
'I am ignorant, sir,' answered Waverley, 'how I have deserved so much
interest.'
'Did your uncle never mention a friend called Talbot?'
'I have heard him talk with great regard of such a person,' replied
Edward; 'a colonel, I believe, in the army, and the husband of Lady Emily
Blandeville; but I thought Colonel Talbot had been abroad.'
'I am just returned,' answered the officer; 'and being in Scotland,
thought it my duty to act where my services promised to be useful. Yes,
Mr. Waverley, I am that Colonel Talbot, the husband of the lady you have
named; and I am proud to acknowledge that I owe alike my professional
rank and my domestic happiness to your generous and noble-minded
relative. Good God! that I should find his nephew in such a dress, and
engaged in such a cause!'
'Sir,' said Fergus, haughtily, 'the dress and cause are those of men of
birth and honour.
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