6/9 Bring it, with its helmet and sword, to my apartment." The armorer took it up; and, accompanied by the page carrying the lighter parts, followed her into the western tower. Thus time flew, till the sand-glass told her it was the eighth hour. But ere she had finished her task, she was roused from the profound stillness in which that part of the castle lay, by the doleful lament of the troop returning from Ellerslie. She thought that she had never before heard the dirge of her country so piercing, so thrillingly awful. Her head fell on the armor and scarf. |