For the key of the chair was in the black cabinet; the black cabinet was secured with one of lord Herbert's marvellous locks; the key of that lock was in lord Herbert's pocket, and lord Herbert was either in bed at Chepstow or Monmouth or Usk or Caerlyon, or on horseback somewhere else, nobody in Raglan knew where.
But Caspar lost no time in unavailing moan.

He proceeded at once to light a fire on his forge hearth, and in the course of a few minutes had fashioned a pick-lock, by means of which, after several trials and alterations, at length came the welcome sound of the yielding bolts, and Dorothy rose from the terrible chair.

But so benumbed were all her limbs that she escaped being relocked in it only by the quick interposition of Caspar's arms.

He led her about like a child, until at length she found them sufficiently restored to adventure the journey to her chamber, and thither she slowly crept.

Few of the household were yet astir, and she met no one.