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Was ever woman in this humor wooed?

Was ever woman in this humour won?

I'll have her.

Richard III.

TWELVE months had passed away since the Master of Ravenswood's departure for the continent, and, although his return to Scotland had been expected in a much shorter space, yet the affairs of his mission, or, according to a prevailing report, others of a nature personal to himself, still detained him abroad. In the mean time, the altered state of affairs in Sir William Ashton's family may be gathered from the following conversation which took place betwixt Bucklaw and his confidential bottle companion and dependant, the noted Captain Craigengelt. They were seated on either side of the huge sepulchral-looking freestone chimney in the low hall at Girnington. A wood fire blazed merrily in the grate; a round oaken table, placed between them, supported a stoup of excellent claret, two rummer glasses, and other good cheer; and yet, with all these appliances and means to boot, the countenance of the patron was dubious, doubtful, and unsatisfied, while the invention of his dependant was taxed to the utmost to parry what he most dreaded, a fit, as he called it, of the sullens, on the part of his protector. After a long pause, only interrupted by the devil's tattoo, which Bucklaw kept beating against the hearth with the toe of his boot, Craigengelt at last ventured to break silence. "May I be double distanced," said he, "if ever I saw a man in my life have less the air of a bridegroom! Cut me out of feather, if you have not more the look of a man condemned to be hanged!""My kind thanks for the compliment," replied Bucklaw; "but Isuppose you think upon the predicament in which you yourself are most likely to be placed; and pray, Captain Craigengelt, if it please your worship, why should I look merry, when I'm sad, and devilish sad too?""And that's what vexes me," said Craigengelt. "Here is this match, the best in the whole country, andwhich were so anxious about, is on the point of being concluded, and you are as sulky as a bear that has lost its whelps.""I do not know," answered the Laird, doggedly, "whether I should conclude or not, if it was not that I am too far forwards to leap back.""Leap back!" exclaimed Craigengelt, with a well-assumed air of astonishment, "that would be playing the back-game with a witness! Leap back! Why, is not the girl's fortune----""The young lady's, if you please," said Hayston, interrupting him.

"Well--well, no disrespect meant. Will Miss Ashton's tocher not weigh against any in Lothian?""Granted," answered Bucklaw; "but I care not a penny for her tocher; I have enough of my own.""And the mother, that loves you like her own child?""Better than some of her children, I believe," said Bucklaw, "or there would be little love wared on the matter.""And Colonel Sholto Douglas Ashton, who desires the marriage above all earthly things?""Because," said Bucklaw, "he expects to carry the county of ----through my interest."