tunate
Charles, so completely was I dominated by her enthusiasm.

"Let me sing you another," I exclaimed, "written when our hopes
were still high."

"Yes, yes," she cried, eagerly, clapping her hands. "Let us forget
it has all passed."

And I sang:

"In far Touraine I'd watched each lagging day
Drag on to weary night,
I'd broke my heart when homing birds
Winged o'er me in their flight;
But a Blackbird came one golden eve
And rested on the wing,
And these were the heartsome words I heard
The bonnie Blackbird sing:

"'Go bid your love bind in her hair
The blue of Scotland's Kings,
Go bid her don her bravest gown
And all her gauds and rings,
And bid her shine all maids above
As she can shine alone;
For the news was whispered in the night,
And the night hath told the day,
And the cry hath gone across the land
From Lochaber to the Tay!
From Lochaber far beyond the Tay
The glorious news hath flown--
So bid her don her best array,
For the King shall have his own
Once more!
The King shall have his own!"

"Beyond the Tweed I know each bonnie bird
That lilts the greenwood through,
I know each note from the mavis sweet
To the crooning cushie-doo;
But I ne'er had heard a song that gar'd
My very heart-strings ring
Till I heard that eve in far Touraine
The bonnie Blackbird sing:

"'Go bid your love bind in her hair
The blue of Scotland's Kings,
Go bid her don her bravest gown
And all her gauds and rings,
And bid her shine all maids above,
As she can shine alone;--
For the news was whispered in the night,
And the night hath told the day,
And the cry hath gone across the land
From Lochaber to the Tay!
From Lochaber far beyond the Tay
The glorious news hath flown--
So bid her don her best array,
For the King shall have his own
Once more!
The King shall have his own!'"

Lady Jane was in tears, and my Margaret was little better, though
smiling at me from the spinet, while the Vicomte sat the only
composed one in the room--I being affected, as I always am when I
hear a fine effort, whether by myself or another--when Mr. Colvill,
who was Lady Jane's man of business, entered to us, and without
any preamble began:

"Mr. Maxwell, I have certain information that your lodgings will
be searched to-night, and I have a s