"I would not defer the union of two such minds.

Go, then, to the Cartlane Craigs.

But, alas! how can I direct you ?" cried she.

"The passes are beset with English; and I know not whether at this moment the brave Wallace survives, to be again the deliverer of my father!" Helen paused.

The recollection of all that Wallace had suffered for the sake of her father, and of the mortal extremity in which Ker had left him, rose like a dreadful train of apparitions before her.