Chapter 21 No.21

The captain mused a little space,

And passed his hand across his face.

"Fain would I find the guide you want,

But ill may pursuivant,

The only men that safe can ride

Mine errands on the Scottish side:

And though a bishop built this fort,

Few holy brethren here resort;

Even our good chaplain, as I ween,

Since our last sieg