Murray led the countess out of the boat; while the Bothwell men so thronged about Wallace, congratulating themselves on his safety, that she saw there was no hope of his arm being then offered to her.
Having entered the castle, the steward led them into a room, in which he had spread a plentiful repast.

Here Murray (having recounted the adventures of his voyage) called for a history of what had befallen his friends.

The earl gladly took up the tale, and, with many a glance of gratitude to Wallace, narrated the perilous events of their shipwreck, and providential preservation on the Isle of Arran.
Happiness now seemed to, have shed her heavenly influence over every bosom.

All hearts owned the grateful effects of the late rescue.

The rapturous joy of Edwin burst into a thousand sallies of ardent and luxurious imagination.