CHAPTER XXXI

AN EXAMINATION

Major Melville of Cairnvreckan, an elderly gentleman, who had

spent his youth in the military service, received Mr. Morton with

great kindness, and our hero with civility, which the equivocal

circumstances wherein Edward was placed rendered constrained and

distant.

The nature of the smith's hurt was inquired into, and, as the

actual injury was likely to prove trifling, and the circumstances

in which it was received rendered the infliction on Edward's part

a natural act of self-defence, the Major conceived he might

dismiss that matter on Waverley's depositing in his hands a small

sum for the benefit of the wounded person.

'I could wish, sir,' continued the Major, 'that my duty terminated

here; but it is necessary that we should have some further inquiry

into the cause of your journey through the country at this

unfortunate and distracted time.'

Mr. Ebenezer Cruickshanks now stood forth, and communicated to the

magistrate all he knew or suspected from the reserve of Waverley

and the evasions of Callum Beg. The horse upon which Edward rode,

he said, he knew to belong to Vich Ian Vohr, though he dared not

tax Edward's former attendant with the fact, lest he should have

his house and stables burnt over his head some night by that

godless gang, the Mac-Ivors. He concluded by exaggerating his own

services to kirk and state, as having been the means, under God

(as he modestly qualified the assertion), of attaching this

suspicious and formidable delinquent. He intimated hopes of future

reward, and of instant reimbursement for loss of time, and even of

character, by travelling on the state business on the fast-day.

To this Major Melville answered, with great composure, that so far

from claiming any merit in this affair, Mr. Cruickshanks ought to

deprecate the imposition of a very heavy fine for neglecting to

lodge, in terms of the recent proclamation, an account with the

nearest magistrate of any stranger who came to his inn; that, as

Mr. Cruickshanks boasted so much of religion and loyalty, he

should not impute this conduct to disaffection, but only suppose

that his zeal for kirk and state had been lulled asleep by the

opportunity of charging a stranger with double horse-hire; that,

however, feeling himself incompetent to decide singly upon the

conduct of a person of such importance, he should reserve it for

consideration of the next quarter-sessions. Now our history for

the present saith no more of him of the Candlestick, who wended

dolorous and malcontent back to his own dwelling.

Major Melville then commanded the villagers to return to their

homes, excepting two, who officiated as constables, and whom he

directed to wait below. The apartment was thus cleared of every

person but Mr. Morton, whom the Major invited to remain; a sort of

factor, who acted as clerk; and Waverley himself. There ensued a

painful and embarrassed pause, till Major Melville, looking upon

Waverley with much compassion, and often consulting a paper or

memorandum which he held in his hand, requested to know his name.

'Edward Waverley.'

'I thought so; late of the--dragoons, and nephew of Sir Everard

Waverley of Waverley-Honour?'

'The same.'

'Young gentleman, I am extremely sorry that this painful duty has

fallen to my lot.'

'Duty, Major Melville, renders apologies superfluous.'

'True, sir; permit me, therefore, to ask you how your time has

been disposed of since you obtained leave of absence from your

regiment, several weeks ago, until the present moment?'

'My reply,' said Waverley, 'to so general a question must be

guided by the nature of the charge which renders it necessary. I

request to know what that charge is, and upon what authority I am

forcibly detained to reply to it?'

'The charge, Mr. Waverley, I grieve to say, is of a very high

nature, and affects your character both as a soldier and a

subject. In the former capacity you are charged with spreading

mutiny and rebellion among the men you commanded, and setting them

the example of desertion, by prolonging your own absence from the

regiment, contrary to the express orders of your commanding

officer. The civil crime of which you stand accused is that of

high treason and levying war against the king, the highest

delinquency of which a subject can be guilty.'

'And by what authority am I detained to reply to such heinous

calumnies?'

'By one which you must not dispute, nor I disobey.'

He handed to Waverley a warrant from the Supreme Criminal Court of

Scotland, in full form, for apprehending and securing the person

of Edward Waverley, Esq., suspected of treasonable practices and

other high crimes and misdemeanours.

The astonishment which Waverley expressed at this communication

was imputed by Major Melville to conscious guilt, while Mr. Morton

was rather disposed to construe it into the surprise of innocence

unjustly suspected. There was something true in both conjectures;

for although Edward's mind acquitted him of the crime with which

he was charged, yet a hasty review of his own conduct convinced

him he might have great difficulty in establishing his innocence

to the satisfaction of others.

'It is a very painful part of this painful business,' said Major

Melville, after a pause, 'that, under so grave a charge, I must

necessarily request to see such papers as you have on your

person.'

'You shall, sir, without reserve,' said Edward, throwing his

pocket-book and memorandums upon the table; 'there is but one with

which I could wish you would dispense.'

'I am afraid, Mr. Waverley, I can indulge you with no

reservation,'

'You shall see it then, sir; and as it can be of no service, I beg

it may be returned.'

He took from his bosom the lines he had that morning received, and

presented them with the envelope. The Major perused them in

silence, and directed his clerk to make a copy of them. He then

wrapped the copy in the envelope, and placing it on the table

before him, returned the original to Waverley, with an air of

melancholy gravity.

After indulging the prisoner, for such our hero must now be

considered, with what he thought a reasonable time for reflection,

Major Melville resumed his examination, premising that, as Mr.

Waverley seemed to object to general questions, his

interrogatories should be as specific as his information

permitted. He then proceeded in his investigation, dictating, as

he went on, the import of the questions and answers to the

amanuensis, by whom it was written down.

'Did Mr. Waverley know one Humphry Houghton, a non-commissioned

officer in Gardiner's dragoons?'

'Certainly; he was sergeant of my troop, and son of a tenant of my

uncle.'

'Exactly--and had a considerable share of your confidence, and an

influence among his comrades?'

'I had never occasion to repose confidence in a person of his

description,' answered Waverley. 'I favoured Sergeant Houghton as

a clever, active young fellow, and I believe his fellow-soldiers

respected him accordingly.'

'But you used through this man,' answered Major Melville, 'to

communicate with such of your troop as were recruited upon

Waverley-Honour?'

'Certainly; the poor fellows, finding themselves in a regiment

chiefly composed of Scotch or Irish, looked up to me in any of

their little distresses, and naturally made their countryman and

sergeant their spokesman on such occasions.'

'Sergeant Houghton's influence,' continued the Major, 'extended,

then, particularly over those soldiers who followed you to the

regiment from your uncle's estate?'

'Surely; but what is that to the present purpose?'

'To that I am just coming, and I beseech your candid reply. Have

you, since leaving the regiment, held any correspondence, direct

or indirect, with this Sergeant Houghton?'

'I!--I hold correspondence with a man of his rank and situation!

How, or for what purpose?'

'That you are to explain. But did you not, for example, send to

him for some books?'

'You remind me of a trifling commission,' said Waverley, 'which I

gave Sergeant Houghton, because my servant could not read. I do

recollect I bade him, by letter, select some books, of which I

sent him a list, and send them to me at Tully-Veolan.'

'And of what description were those books?'

'They related almost entirely to elegant literature; they were

designed for a lady's perusal.'

'Were there not, Mr. Waverley, treasonable tracts and pamphlets

among them?'

'There were some political treatises, into which I hardly looked.

They had been sent to me by the officiousness of a kind friend,

whose heart is more to be esteemed than his prudence or political

sagacity; they seemed to be dull compositions.'

'That friend,' continued the persevering inquirer, 'was a Mr.

Pembroke, a nonjuring clergyman, the author of two treasonable

works, of which the manuscripts were found among your baggage?'

'But of which, I give you my honour as a gentleman,' replied

Waverley, 'I never read six pages.'

'I am not your judge, Mr. Waverley; your examination will be

transmitted elsewhere. And now to proceed. Do you know a person

that passes by the name of Wily Will, or Will Ruthven?'

'I never heard of such a name till this moment.'

'Did you never through such a person, or any other person,

communicate with Sergeant Humphry Houghton, instigating him to

desert, with as many of his comrades as he could seduce to join

him, and unite with the Highlanders and other rebels now in arms

under the command of the Young Pretender?'

'I assure you I am not only entirely guiltless of the plot you

have laid to my charge, but I detest it from the very bottom of my

soul, nor would I be guilty of such treachery to gain a throne,

either for myself or any other man alive.'

'Yet when I consider this envelope in the handwriting of one of

those misguided gentlemen who are now in arms against their

country, and the verses which it enclosed, I cannot but find some

analogy between the enterprise I have mentioned and the exploit of

Wogan, which the writer seems to expect you should imitate.'

Waverley was struck with the coincidence, but denied that the

wishes or expectations of the letter-writer were to be regarded as

proofs of a charge otherwise chimerical.

'But, if I am rightly informed, your time was spent, during your

absence from the regiment, between the house of this Highland

Chieftain and that of Mr. Bradwardine of Bradwardine, also in arms

for this unfortunate cause?'

'I do not mean to disguise it; but I do deny, most resolutely,

being privy to any of their designs against the government.'

'You do not, however, I presume, intend to deny that you attended

your host Glennaquoich to a rendezvous, where, under a pretence of

a general hunting match, most of the accomplices of his treason

were assembled to concert measures for taking arms?'

'I acknowledge having been at such a meeting,' said Waverley; 'but

I neither heard nor saw anything which could give it the character

you affix to it.'

'From thence you proceeded,' continued the magistrate, 'with

Glennaquoich and a part of his clan to join the army of the Young

Pretender, and returned, after having paid your homage to him, to

discipline and arm the remainder, and unite them to his bands on

their way southward?'

'I never went with Glennaquoich on such an errand. I never so much

as heard that the person whom you mention was in the country.'

He then detailed the history of his misfortune at the hunting

match, and added, that on his return he found himself suddenly

deprived of his commission, and did not deny that he then, for the

first time, observed symptoms which indicated a disposition in the

Highlanders to take arms; but added that, having no inclination to

join their cause, and no longer any reason for remaining in

Scotland, he was now on his return to his native country, to which

he had been summoned by those who had a right to direct his

motions, as Major Melville would perceive from the letters on the

table.

Major Melville accordingly perused the letters of Richard

Waverley, of Sir Everard, and of Aunt Rachel; but the inferences

he drew from them were different from what Waverley expected. They

held the language of discontent with government, threw out no

obscure hints of revenge, and that of poor Aunt Rachel, which

plainly asserted the justice of the Stuart cause, was held to

contain the open avowal of what the others only ventured to

insinuate.

'Permit me another question, Mr. Waverley,' said Major Melville.

'Did you not receive repeated letters from your commanding

officer, warning you and commanding you to return to your post,

and acquainting you with the use made of your name to spread

discontent among your soldiers?'

'I never did, Major Melville. One letter, indeed, I received from

him, containing a civil intimation of his wish that I would employ

my leave of absence otherwise than in constant residence at

Bradwardine, as to which, I own, I thought he was not called on to

interfere; and, finally, I received, on the same day on which I

observed myself superseded in the "Gazette," a second letter from

Colonel Gardiner, commanding me to join the regiment, an order

which, owing to my absence, already mentioned and accounted for, I

received too late to be obeyed. If there were any intermediate

letters, and certainly from the Colonel's high character I think

it probable that there were, they have never reached me.'

'I have omitted, Mr. Waverley,' continued Major Melville, 'to

inquire after a matter of less consequence, but which has

nevertheless been publicly talked of to your disadvantage. It is

said that a treasonable toast having been proposed in your hearing

and presence, you, holding his Majesty's commission, suffered the

task of resenting it to devolve upon another gentleman of the

company. This, sir, cannot be charged against you in a court of

justice; but if, as I am informed, the officers of your regiment

requested an explanation of such a rumour, as a gentleman and

soldier I cannot but be surprised that you did not afford it to

them.'

This was too much. Beset and pressed on every hand by accusations,

in which gross falsehoods were blended with such circumstances of

truth as could not fail to procure them credit,--alone,

unfriended, and in a strange land, Waverley almost gave up his

life and honour for lost, and, leaning his head upon his hand,

resolutely refused to answer any further questions, since the fair

and candid statement he had already made had only served to

furnish arms against him.

Without expressing either surprise or displeasure at the change in

Waverley's manner, Major Melville proceeded composedly to put

several other queries to him.

'What does it avail me to answer you?' said Edward sullenly. 'You

appear convinced of my guilt, and wrest every reply I have made to

support your own preconceived opinion. Enjoy your supposed

triumph, then, and torment me no further. If I am capable of the

cowardice and treachery your charge burdens me with, I am not

worthy to be believed in any reply I can make to you. If I am not

deserving of your suspicion--and God and my own conscience bear

evidence with me that it is so--then I do not see why I should, by

my candour, lend my accusers arms against my innocence. There is

no reason I should answer a word more, and I am determined to

abide by this resolution.'

And again he resumed his posture of sullen and determined silence.

'Allow me,' said the magistrate, 'to remind you of one reason that

may suggest the propriety of a candid and open confession. The

inexperience of youth, Mr. Waverley, lays it open to the plans of

the more designing and artful; and one of your friends at least--I

mean Mac-Ivor of Glennaquoich--ranks high in the latter class, as,

from your apparent ingenuousness, youth, and unacquaintance with

the manners of the Highlands, I should be disposed to place you

among the former. In such a case, a false step or error like

yours, which I shall be happy to consider as involuntary, may be

atoned for, and I would willingly act as intercessor. But, as you

must necessarily be acquainted with the strength of the

individuals in this country who have assumed arms, with their

means and with their plans, I must expect you will merit this

mediation on my part by a frank and candid avowal of all that has

come to your knowledge upon these heads; in which case, I think I

can venture to promise that a very short personal restraint will

be the only ill consequence that can arise from your accession to

these unhappy intrigues.'

Waverley listened with great composure until the end of this

exhortation, when, springing from his seat with an energy he had

not yet displayed, he replied, 'Major Melville, since that is your

name, I have hitherto answered your questions with candour, or

declined them with temper, because their import concerned myself

alone; but, as you presume to esteem me mean enough to commence

informer against others, who received me, whatever may be their

public misconduct, as a guest and friend, I declare to you that I

consider your questions as an insult infinitely more offensive

than your calumnious suspicions; and that, since my hard fortune

permits me no other mode of resenting them than by verbal

defiance, you should sooner have my heart out of my bosom than a

single syllable of information on subjects which I could only

become acquainted with in the full confidence of unsuspecting

hospitality.'

Mr. Morton and the Major looked at each other; and the former,

who, in the course of the examination, had been repeatedly

troubled with a sorry rheum, had recourse to his snuff-box and his

handkerchief.

'Mr. Waverley,' said the Major, 'my present situation prohibits me

alike from giving or receiving offence, and I will not protract a

discussion which approaches to either. I am afraid I must sign a

warrant for detaining you in custody, but this house shall for the

present be your prison. I fear I cannot persuade you to accept a

share of our supper?--(Edward shook his head)--but I will order

refreshments in your apartment.'

Our hero bowed and withdrew, under guard of the officers of

justice, to a small but handsome room, where, declining all offers

of food or wine, he flung himself on the bed, and, stupified by

the harassing events and mental fatigue of this miserable day, he

sunk into a deep and heavy slumber. This was more than he himself

could have expected; but it is mentioned of the North-American

Indians, when at the stake of torture, that on the least

intermission of agony they will sleep until the fire is applied to

awaken them.

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