"One only of the arrows touched me; and that merely striking my bugle, fell back amongst the leaves.

I must now hasten to the dearest, the noblest of women!" Halbert begged him to stay till they should hear the retreat from the English trumpets.

"Till their troops are out of sight," added he, "I cannot believe you safe." "Hark!" cried Wallace, "the horses are now descending the craig.

That must satisfy you, honest Halbert." With these words he flew across the grass, and entering the house, met the returning Marion, who had just bade farewell to Hambledon.

She rushed into his arms, and with the excess of a disturbed and uncertain joy, fainted on his neck.