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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Legend of Montrose by Walter Scott: which the practice of entertaining mercenary troops had
introduced into most parts of Europe, and of which degeneracy
Scotland, which furnished soldiers of fortune for the service of
almost every nation, had been contaminated with a more than usual
share. Montrose, whose native spirit was congenial, although
experience had taught him how to avail himself of the motives of
others, used to Menteith neither the language of praise nor of
promise, but clasped him to his bosom as he exclaimed, "My
gallant kinsman!" And by this burst of heartfelt applause was
Menteith thrilled with a warmer glow of delight, than if his
praises had been recorded in a report of the action sent directly
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