One thing alone buoyed her up--the knowledge that her lover was fully aware of her innocence; and that he and Joseph Putnam would do all that they could do in her behalf.

But then the sad thought came, that to aid her in any way might be only to bring upon themselves a similar accusation.

And then, with a noble woman's spirit of self-sacrifice, she thought: "No, let them not be brought into danger.

Better, far better, that I should suffer alone, than drag down my friends with me." Here she heard the noise of the bolt being withdrawn, and saw the dim light of the jailer's candle.
As the jailer entered he threw down some heavy irons in the corner of the room.

Then, he closed the door behind him, and came up to the unhappy girl.