"He has subdued every obstacle between Berwick and Stirling; and he has sent me hither to set you and the rest of the dear prisoners free." Helen's heart throbbed with a new tumult as he spoke.

She longed to ask whether the unknown knight from whom she had parted in the hermit's cell, had ever joined Sir William Wallace.

She yearned to know that he yet lived.

At the thought of the probability of his having fallen in some of these desperate conflicts, her soul seemed to gasp for existence; and dropping her head on her cousin's shoulder, "Tell me, Andrew," said she, and there she paused, with an emotion for which she could not account to herself.
"Of what would my sweet cousin inquire ?" asked Murray, partaking her agitation.
"Nothing particular," said she, covered with blushes; "but did you fight alone in these battles?
Did no other knight but Sir William Wallace ?" "Many, dearest Helen," returned Murray, enraptured at a solicitude which he appropriated to himself.

"Many knights joined our arms.