The boy ran up to him, and pulled him by the skirt of the coat with the freedom of a spoilt child, saying, "I say, sir, if you please to tell me----" but when the Master turned round, and Henry saw his face, he became suddenly and totally disconcerted; walked two or three steps backward, and still gazed on Ravenswood with an air of fear and wonder, which had totally banished from his features their usual expression of pert vivacity.
"Come to me, young gentleman," said the Master, "and I will tell you all I know about the hunt." "Go to the gentleman, Henry," said his father; "you are not used to be so shy." But neither invitation nor exhortation had any effect on the boy.

On the contrary, he turned round as soon as he had completed his survey of the Master, and walking as cautiously as if he had been treading upon eggs, he glided back to his father, and pressed as close to him as possible.
Ravenswood, to avoid hearing the dispute betwixt the father and the overindulged boy, thought it most polite to turn his face once more towards the pictures, and pay no attention to what they said.
"Why do you not speak to the Master, you little fool ?" said the Lord Keeper.
"I am afraid," said Henry, in a very low tone of voice.
"Afraid, you goose!" said his father, giving him a slight shake by the collar.

"What makes you afraid ?" "What makes him to like the picture of Sir Malise Ravenswood then ?" said the boy, whispering.
"What picture, you natural ?" said his father.

"I used to think you only a scapegrace, but I believe you will turn out a born idiot." "I tell you, it is the picture of old Malise of Ravenswood, and he is as like it as if he had loupen out of the canvas; and it is up in the old baron's hall that the maids launder the clothes in; and it has armour, and not a coat like the gentleman; and he has not a beard and whiskers like the picture; and it has another kind of thing about the throat, and no band-strings as he has; and----" "And why should not the gentleman be like his ancestor, you silly boy ?" said the Lord Keeper.
"Ay; but if he is come to chase us all out of the castle," said the boy, "and has twenty men at his back in disguise; and is come to say, with a hollow voice, 'I bide my time'; and is to kill you on the hearth as Malise did the other man, and whose blood is still to be seen!" "Hush! nonsense!" said the Lord Keeper, not himself much pleased to hear these disagreeable coincidences forced on his notice.

"Master, here comes Lockhard to say supper is served." And, at the same instant, Lucy entered at another door, having changed her dress since her return.