The Baron of Bradwardine, being asked what he thought of these recruits,
took a long pinch of snuff, and answered drily,'that he could not but
have an excellent opinion of them, since they resembled precisely the
followers who attached themselves to the good King David at the cave of
Adullam--videlicet, every one that was in distress, and every one that
was in debt, and every one that was discontented, which the vulgate
renders bitter of soul; and doubtless,' he said, 'they will prove mighty
men of their hands, and there is much need that they should, for I have
seen many a sour look cast upon us.'
But none of these considerations moved Fergus. He admired the luxuriant
beauty of the country, and the situation of many of the seats which they
passed. 'Is Waverley-Honour like that house, Edward?'
'It is one-half larger.'
'Is your uncle's park as fine a one as that?'
'It is three times as extensive, and rather resembles a forest than a
mere park.'
'Flora will be a happy woman.'
'I hope Miss Mac-Ivor will have much reason for happiness unconnected
with Waverley-Honour.'
'I hope so too; but to be mistress of such a place will be a pretty
addition to the sum total.
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