She saw it; and hearing a foot in the passage, turned, and grasping his hand, said in a soft and hurried tone, "Forgive, that which is entwined with my heart should cost me some pangs to wrest thence again.

Only respect me and I am comforted." Wallace in silence pressed her hand, and the door opened.
Lady Ruthven entered.

The countess, whose present aim was to throw the virtue of Wallace off its guard, and to take that by sap, which she found resisted open attack, with a penitential air disappeared by another passage.

Edwin's gentle mother was followed by the same youth who had brought Helen's packet to Berwick.

It was Walter Hay, anxious to be recognized by his benefactor, to whom his recovered health had rendered his person strange.