I would assist you, noble Wallace, to fly this spot.

After that, I shall seek refuge abroad; and there, on the fields of Guienne, demonstrate my fidelity to my king." Mar looked at him steadily.

"You mistake; I am not Sir William Wallace." At that moment Halbert came up with the water.

The earl drank it, though now, from the impulse surprise had given to his blood, he did not require its efficacy; and turning to the venerable bearer, he asked of him whether his master were safe.
"I trust he is," replied the old man; "but you, my lord, must hasten hence.

A foul murder has been committed here, since you left it." "But where is Lady Wallace ?" asked the earl; "if there be such danger we must not leave her to meet it." "She will never meet danger more!" cried the old man, clasping his hand; "she is in the bosom of the Virgin; and no second assassin's steel can reach her there." "What!" exclaimed the earl, hardly articulate with horror; "is Lady Wallace murdered ?" Halbert answered only by his tears.
"Yes," said the soldier; "and detestation of so unmanly an outrage provoked me to desert his standard.