``Ay, ay,'' said Edie--``that's what I ca' fair play; I'se do that without loss o' time.Sae, neighbour, ye may just write down, that Edie Ochiltree, the declarant, stands up for the liberty--na, I maunna say that neither--I am nae liberty-boy --I hae fought again' them in the riots in Dublin--besides, Ihave ate the King's bread mony a day.Stay, let me see.Ay --write that Edie Ochiltree, the Blue-Gown, stands up for the prerogative--(see that ye spell that word right--it's a lang ane)--for the prerogative of the subjects of the land, and winna answer a single word that sall be asked at him this day, unless he sees a reason fort.Put down that, young man.''
``Then, Edie,'' said the magistrate, ``since you will give no information on the subject, I must send you back to prison till you shall be delivered in due course of law.''
``Aweel, sir, if it's Heaven's will and man's will, nae doubt I maun submit,'' replied the mendicant.``I hae nae great objection to the prison, only that a body canna win out o't;and if it wad please you as weel, Bailie, I wad gie you my word to appear afore the Lords at the Circuit, or in ony other coart ye like, on ony day ye are pleased to appoint.''
``I rather think, my good friend,'' answered Bailie Littlejohn, ``your word might be a slender security where your neck may be in some danger.I am apt to think you would suffer the pledge to be forfeited.If you could give me sufficient security, indeed''--At this moment the Antiquary and Captain M`Intyre entered the apartment.--``Good morning to you, gentlemen,'' said the magistrate; ``you find me toiling in my usual vocation--looking after the iniquities of the people--labouring for the _respublica,_ Mr.Oldbuck--serving the King our master, Captain M`Intyre,--for I suppose you know I have taken up the sword?''
``It is one of the emblems of justice, doubtless,'' answered the Antiquary;--``but I should have thought the scales would have suited you better, Bailie, especially as you have them ready in the warehouse.''
``Very good, Monkbarns--excellent! But I do not take the sword up as justice, but as a soldier--indeed I should rather say the musket and bayonet--there they stand at the elbow of my gouty chair, for I am scarce fit for drill yet--a slight touch of our old acquaintance _podagra;_ I can keep my feet, however, while our sergeant puts me through the manual.I should like to know, Captain M`Intyre, if he follows the regulations correctly--he brings us but awkwardly to the _present._'' And he hobbled towards his weapon to illustrate his doubts and display his proficiency.
``I rejoice we have such zealous defenders, Bailie,'' replied Mr.Oldbuck; ``and I dare say Hector will gratify you by communicating his opinion on your progress in this new calling.
Why, you rival the Hecat<e'> of the ancients, my good sir--a merchant on the Mart, a magistrate in the Townhouse, a soldier on the Links--_quid non pro patria?_ But my business is with the justice; so let commerce and war go slumber.''
``Well, my good sir,'' said the Bailie, ``and what commands have you for me?''
``Why, here's an old acquaintance of mine, called Edie Ochiltree, whom some of your myrmidons have mewed up in jail on account of an alleged assault on that fellow Dousterswivel, of whose accusation I do not believe one word.''
The magistrate here assumed a very grave countenance.
``You ought to have been informed that he is accused of robbery, as well as assault--a very serious matter indeed; it is not often such criminals come under my cognizance.''
``And,'' replied Oldbuck, ``you are tenacious of the opportunity of making the very most of such as occur.But is this poor old man's case really so very bad?''
``It is rather out of rule,'' said the Bailie--``but as you are in the commission, Monkbarns, I have no hesitation to show you Dousterswivel's declaration, and the rest of the precognition.''
And he put the papers into the Antiquary's hands, who assumed his spectacles, and sat down in a corner to peruse them.
The officers, in the meantime, had directions to remove their prisoner into another apartment; but before they could do so, M`Intyre took an opportunity to greet old Edie, and to slip a guinea into his hand.
``Lord bless your honour!'' said the old man; ``it's a young soldier's gift, and it should surely thrive wi' an auld ane.I'se no refuse it, though it's beyond my rules; for if they steek me up here, my friends are like eneugh to forget me--out o'sight out o'mind, is a true proverb; and it wadna be creditable for me, that am the king's bedesman, and entitled to beg by word of mouth, to be fishing for bawbees out at the jail window wi'
the fit o' a stocking, and a string.'' As he made this observation he was conducted out of the apartment.
Mr.Dousterswivel's declaration contained an exaggerated account of the violence he had sustained, and also of his loss.
``But what I should have liked to have asked him,'' said Monkbarns, ``would have been his purpose in frequenting the ruins of St.Ruth, so lonely a place, at such an hour, and with such a companion as Edie Ochiltree.There is no road lies that way, and I do not conceive a mere passion for the picturesque would carry the German thither in such a night of storm and wind.Depend upon it, he has been about some roguery, and in all probability hath been caught in a trap of his own setting --_Nec lex justitior ulla._''
