appeal.

'Ha! I've heard of it,' cried the English knight. 'I sent to half the
convent libraries to beg the loan when Gilbert de Lannoy set forth for
the survey of Palestine. Does the Monk of Iona tell what commodity of
landing there may be on the coast?'

Malcolm had the sea-port towns at his fingers' ends, and having in the
hard process of translation, and reading and re-reading one of the few
books that came into his hands, nearly mastered the contents, he was able
to reply with promptness and precision, although with much amazement, for

'Much he marvelled a knight of pride
Like book-bosomed priest should ride;'

nor had he ever before found his accomplishments treated as aught but
matters of scorn among the princes and nobles with whom he had
occasionally been thrown.

'Good! good!' said Sir Harry at last. 'Well read, and clearly called to
mind. The stripling will do you credit, James. Where have you studied,
fair cousin?'

Cousin! was it English fashion to make a cousin of everybody? But
gentle, humble Malcolm had no resentment in him, and felt gratified at
the friendly tone of so grand and manly-looking a knight. 'At home,' he
answered, 'with a travelling scholar who had studied at Padua and Paris.'

'That is where you Scots love to haunt! But know you how they are served
there? I have seen the gibbet where the Mayor of Paris hung two clerks'