The Earl of March left the apartment, receiving the mute salutations of the members of the council whom he had severally addressed, excepting from Douglas alone, who returned to his farewell speech a glance of contemptuous defiance.
"The recreant goes to betray us to the Southron," he said; "his pride rests on his possessing that sea worn hold which can admit the English into Lothian [the castle of Dunbar].

Nay, look not alarmed, my liege, I will hold good what I say.

Nevertheless, it is yet time.

Speak but the word, my liege--say but 'Arrest him,' and March shall not yet cross the Earn on his traitorous journey." "Nay, gallant earl," said Albany, who wished rather that the two powerful lords should counterbalance each other than that one should obtain a decisive superiority, "that were too hasty counsel.

The Earl of March came hither on the King's warrant of safe conduct, and it may not consist with my royal brother's honour to break it.