Andrew would fain have refused this request, but he knew that it amounted to a command; and, moreover, while he had been speaking with the chief of the tribe, the maid-servants of the household, who had followed him and the other men-servants to the door, had divers of them been solicited by the females of the gang to have futurity revealed to them. And whether it indeed be that curiosity is more powerful in woman than in man (as it is generally said to be), I do not profess to determine; but certain it is, that the laird of Clennel"s maid-servants, immediately on the hint being given by the gipsies, felt a very ardent desire to have a page or two from the sybilline leaves read to them--at least that part of them which related to their future husbands, and the time when they should obtain them. Therefore, they backed the pet.i.tion or command of King Willie, and said to Andrew--
"Really, Mr. Smith, it would be very unchristian-like to put poor wandering folk into cauld out-houses on a night like this; and, as Willie says, there is room enough in the Ha"."
"That may be a" very true, la.s.ses," returned Andrew, "but only ye think what a dirdum there would be if the laird were to waken or get wit o"t!"
"Fearna the laird," said Elspeth, the wife of King Willie--"I will lay a spell on him that he canna be roused frae sleep, till I, at sunrise, wash my hands in Darden Lough."
The sybil then raised her arms and waved them fantastically in the air, uttering, as she waved them, the following uncouth rhymes by way of incantation--
"Bonny Queen Mab, bonny Queen Mab, Wave ye your wee bits o" poppy wings Ower Clennel"s laird, that he may sleep Till I hae washed where Darden springs."
Thus a.s.sured, Andrew yielded to his fears and the wishes of his fellow-servants, and ushered the Faas into his master"s hall for the night. But scarce had they taken their seats upon the oaken forms around the fire, when--
"Come," said the Faa king, "the night is cold, pinching cold, Mr. Smith: and, while the fire warms without, is there naething in the cellar that will warm within? See to it, Andrew, man--thou art no churl, or they face is fause."
"Really, sir," replied Andrew--and, in spite of all his efforts to appear at ease, his tongue faultered as he spoke--"I"m not altogether certain what to say upon that subject; for ye observe that our laird is really a very singular man; ye might as weel put your head in the fire there as displease him in the smallest; and though Heaven kens that I would gie to you just as freely as I would tak to mysel, yet ye"ll observe that the liquor in the cellars is not mine, but his--and they are never sae weel plenished but I believe he would miss a thimblefu".
But there is some excellent cold beef in the pantry, if ye could put up wi" the like o" it, and the home-brewed which we servants use."
"Andrew," returned the Faa king, proudly--"castle have I none, flocks and herds have I none, neither have I haughs where the wheat, and the oats, and the barley grow--but, like Ishmael, my great forefather, every man"s hand is against me, and mine against them--yet, when I am hungry, I never lack the flesh-pots o" my native land, where the moorfowl and the venison make brown broo together. Cauld meat agrees nae wi" my stomach, and servants" drink was never brewed for the lord o" Little Egypt. Ye comprehend me, Andrew?"
"Oh, I daresay I do, sir," said the chief domestic of the house of Clennel; "but only, as I have said, ye will recollect that the drink is not mine to give; and if I venture upon a jug, I hope ye winna think o"
asking for another."
"We shall try it," said the royal vagrant.
Andrew, with trembling and reluctance, proceeded to the cellar, and returned with a large earthen vessel filled with the choicest home-brewed, which he placed upon a table in the midst of them.
"Then each took a smack Of the old black jack, While the fire burned in the hall."
The Faa king p.r.o.nounced the liquor to be palatable, and drank to his better acquaintance with the cellars of the laird of Clennel; and his gang followed his example.
Now, I should remark that Willie Faa, the chief of his tribe, was a man of gigantic stature; the colour of his skin was the dingy brown peculiar to his race; his arms were of remarkable length, and his limbs a union of strength and lightness; his raven hair was mingled with grey; while, in his dark eyes, the impetuosity of youth and the cunning of age seemed blended together. It is in vain to speak of his dress, for it was changed daily as his circ.u.mstances or avocations directed. He was ever ready to a.s.sume all characters, from the courtier down to the mendicant.
Like his wife, he was skilled in the reading of no book but the book of fate. Now, Elspeth was a less agreeable personage to look upon than even her husband. The hue of her skin was as dark as his. She was also of his age--a woman of full fifty. She was the tallest female in her tribe; but her stoutness took away from her stature. Her eyes were small and piercing, her nose aquiline, and her upper lip was "bearded like the pard."
While her husband sat at his carousals, and handing the beverage to his followers and the domestics of the house, Elspeth sat examining the lines upon the palms of the hands of the maid-servants--pursuing her calling as a spaewife. And ever as she traced the lines of matrimony, the sybil would pause and exclaim--
"Ha!--money!--money!--cross my loof again, hinny. There is fortune before ye! Let me see! A spur!--a sword!--a shield!--a gowden purse!
Heaven bless ye! They are there!--there, as plain as a pikestaff; they are a" in your path. But cross my loof again, hinny, for until siller again cross it, I canna see whether they are to be yours or no."
Thus did Elspeth go on until her "loof had been crossed" by the last coin amongst the domestics of the house of Clennel; and when these were exhausted, their trinkets were demanded and given to a.s.sist the spell of the prophetess. Good fortune was prognosticated to the most of them, and especially to those who crossed the loof of the reader of futurity most freely; but to others, perils, and sudden deaths, and disappointments in love, and grief in wedlock, were hinted, though to all and each of these forebodings, a something like hope--an undefined way of escape--was pended.
Now, as the voice of Elspeth rose in solemn tones, and as the mystery of her manner increased, not only were the maid-servants stricken with awe and reverence for the wondrous woman, but the men-servants also began to inquire into their fate. And as they extended their hands, and Elspeth traced the lines of the past upon them, ever and anon she spoke strange words, which intimated secret facts; and she spoke also of love-makings and likings; and ever, as she spoke, she would raise her head and grin a ghastly smile, now at the individual whose hand she was examining, and again at a maid-servant whose fortune she had read; while the former would smile and the latter blush, and their fellow domestics exclaim--
"That"s wonderfu"!--that dings a"!--ye are queer folk! hoo in the world do ye ken?"
Even the curiosity of Mr. Andrew Smith was raised, and his wonder excited; and, after he had quaffed his third cup with the gipsy king, he, too, reverentially approached the bearded princess, extending his hand, and begging to know what futurity had in store for him.
She raised it before her eyes, she rubbed hers over it.
"It is a dark and a difficult hand," muttered she: "here are ships and the sea, and crossing the sea, and great danger, and a way to avoid it--but the gowd!--the gowd that"s there! And yet ye may lose it a"!
Cross my loof, sir--yours is an ill hand to spae--for it"s set wi"
fortune, and danger and adventure."
Andrew gave her all the money in his possession. Now it was understood that she was to return the money and the trinkets with which her loof had been crossed; and Andrew"s curiosity overcoming his fears, he ventured to intrust his property in her keeping; for, as he thought, it was not every day that people could have everything that was to happen unto them revealed. But when she had again looked upon his hand--
"It winna do," said she--"I canna see ower the danger ye hae to encounter, the seas ye hae to cross, and the mountains o" gowd that lie before ye yet--ye maun cross my loof again." And when, with a woful countenance, he stated that he had crossed it with his last coin--
"Ye hae a chronometer, man," said she--"it tells you the minutes now, it may enable me to show ye those that are to come!"
Andrew hesitated, and, with doubt and unwillingness, placed the chronometer in her hand.
Elspeth wore a short cloak of faded crimson; and in a sort of pouch in it, every coin, trinket, and other article of value which was put into her hands were deposited, in order, as she stated, to forward her mystic operations. Now, the chronometer had just disappeared in the general receptacle of offerings to the oracle, when heavy footsteps were heard descending the staircase leading to the hall. Poor Andrew, the ruler of the household, gasped--the blood forsook his cheeks, his knees involuntarily knocked one against another, and he stammered out--
"For Heaven"s sake, gie me my chronometer!--Oh, gie me it!--we are a"
ruined!"
"It canna be returned till the spell"s completed," rejoined Elspeth, in a solemn and determined tone--and her countenance betrayed nothing of her dupe"s uneasiness; while her husband deliberately placed his right hand upon a sort of dagger which he wore beneath a large coa.r.s.e jacket that was loosely flung over his shoulders. The males in his retinue, who were eight in number, followed his example.
In another moment, the laird, with wrath upon his countenance, burst into the hall.
"Andrew Smith," cried he, sternly, and stamping his foot fiercely on the floor, "what scene is this I see? Answer me, ye robber, answer me;--ye shall hang for it!"
"O sir! sir!" groaned Andrew, "mercy!--mercy!--O sir!" and he wrung his hands together and shook exceedingly.
"Ye fause knave!" continued the laird, grasping him by the neck--and dashing him from him, Andrew fell flat upon the floor, and his terror had almost shook him from his feet before--"Speak, ye fause knave!"
resumed the laird; "what means your carousin" wi" sic a gang? Ye robber, speak!" And he kicked him with his foot as he lay upon the ground.
"O sir!--mercy, sir!" vociferated Andrew, in the stupor and wildness of terror; "I canna speak!--ye hae killed me outright! I am dead--stone dead! But it wasna my blame--they"ll a" say that, if they speak the truth."
"Out! out, ye thieves!--ye gang o" plunderers, born to the gallows!--out o" my house!" added the laird, addressing Willie Faa and his followers.
"Thieves! ye acred loon!" exclaimed the Faa king, starting to his feet, and drawing himself up to his full height--"wha does the worm that burrows in the lands o" Clennel ca" thieves? Thieves, say ye!--speak such words to your equals, but no to me. Your forebears came ower wi"
the Norman, invaded the nation, and seized upon land--mine invaded it also, and only laid a tax upon the flocks, the cattle, and the poultry--and wha ca" ye thieves?--or wi" what grace do ye speak the word?"
"Away, ye audacious vagrant!" continued the laird; "ken ye not that the king"s authority is in my hands?--and for your former plunderings, if I again find you setting foot upon ground o" mine, on the nearest tree ye shall find a gibbet."
"Boast awa--boast awa, man," said Willie; "ye are safe here, for me and mine winna harm ye; and it is a fougie c.o.c.k indeed that darena craw in its ain barn-yard. But wait until the day when we may meet upon the wide moor, wi" only twa bits o" steel between us, and see wha shall brag then."
"Away!--instantly away!" exclaimed Clennel, drawing his sword, and waving it threateningly over the head of the gipsy.
"Proud, cauld-hearted, and unfeeling mortal," said Elspeth, "will ye turn fellow-beings from beneath your roof in a night like this, when the fox darena creep frae its hole, and the raven trembles on the tree?"
"Out! out! ye witch!" rejoined the laird.
"Farewell, Clennel," said the Faa king; "we will leave your roof, and seek the shelter o" the hill-side. But ye shall rue! As I speak, man, ye shall rue it!"
"Rue it!" screamed Elspeth, rising--and her small dark eyes flashed with indignation--"he shall rue it--the bairn unborn shall rue it--and the bann o" Elspeth Faa shall be on Clennel and his kin, until his hearth be desolate and his spirit howl within him like the tempest which this night rages in the heavens!"
The servants shrank together into a corner of the hall, to avoid the rage of their master; and they shook the more at the threatening words of the weird woman, lest she should involve them in his doom; but he laughed with scorn at her words.