CHAPTER X.
St.Fillan's.
As soon as Murray found her within his arms, he clasped her insensible form to his breast, and carrying her up the steps, drew the bolt of the door.

It opened to his pressure, and discovered a large monastic cell, into which the daylight shone through one long narrow window.

A straw pallet, an altar, and a marble basin, were the furniture.

The cell was solitary the owner being then at mass in the chapel of the monastery.
Murray laid down his death-like burden on the monk's bed.

He then ventured (believing, as it was to restore so pure a being to life, it could not be sacrilege) to throw some of the holy water upon his cousin's face; and by means of a little chalice, which stood upon the altar, he poured some into her mouth.