It led me from one mistake into another.
After Dawson told me that my miserable story was known throughout the Hall, I sought Madge, and found her with Aunt Dorothy.

She was weeping, and I at once knew that I was too late with my confession.

I spoke her name, "Madge," and stood by her side awaiting her reply.
"Is it true, Malcolm ?" she asked.

"I cannot believe it till I hear it from your lips." "It was true," I responded.

"I promised to help Queen Mary escape, and I promised to go with her; but within one hour of the time when I gave my word I regretted it as I have never regretted anything else in all my life.