But Rose Bradwardine, her situation must be thought of; I wish she were here.

And why should she not?
There are but four red-coats at Tully-Veolan, and their muskets would be very useful to us.' To these broken remarks Edward made no answer; his ear indeed received them, but his soul was intent upon the expected entrance of Flora.

The door opened.

It was but Cathleen, with her lady's excuse, and wishes for Captain Waverley's health and happiness..