I am his avenger.

Now tremble, tyranny! I come to hurl thee down!" At the word he sprung from the cavern's mouth, and had already reached the topmost cliff when the piteous cries of Halbert penetrated his ear; they recalled him to recollection, and returning to his servant, he tried to soothe his fear, and spoke in a composed though determined tone.

"I will lead you from this solitude to the mountains, where the shepherds of Ellerslie are tending their flocks.

With them you will find a refuge, till you have strength to reach Bothwell Castle.

Lord Mar will protect you for my sake." Halbert now remembered the bugle, and putting it into the master's hand, with its accompanying message, asked for some testimony in return, that the earl might know that he had delivered it safely.
"Even a lock of your precious hair, my beloved master, will be sufficient." "Thou shalt have it, severed from my head by this accurse steel," answered Wallace, taking off his bonnet, and letting his amber locks fall in tresses on his shoulders.