"He then left us," continued the old man, "but soon reappeared with you; showing, in the strongest language, that he who, in spite of every danger, succors the sons and daughters of violated Scotland, is proclaimed by the Spirit of Heaven to be her future deliverer and king." As he ended speaking, he rose; and taking Helen by the hand, led her into an inner excavation of the rock, where a bed of dried leaves lay on the ground.

"Here, gentle lady," said he, "I leave you to repose.
In the evening I expect a lay brother from St.Oran's Monastery, and he will be your messenger to the friends you may wish to rejoin.

At present, may gentlest seraphs guard your slumbers!" Helen, fatigued in spirit and in body, thanked the good hermit for his care; and bowing to his blessing, he left her to repose..