That you love me is enough! Dear love, fare thee well!" But the girl heard him not.

She had fainted in the arms that held her.
Yet the Marshal de Retz had still more for her to suffer.

He stood beside her and dashed water upon her till she awoke, that she might see that which remained to be done.
* * * * * It was a scene dreary beyond all power of words to tell it, when into the courtyard of the Castle of Edinburgh they brought the two noble young men forth to die.

The sun had long risen, but the first flush of broad morning sunshine still lingered upon the low platform on which stood the block, and beside it the headsman sullenly waiting to do his appointed work.
The young Lords of Douglas came out looking brave and handsome as bridegrooms on a day of betrothing.

William had once more his hand on David's shoulder, his other rested carelessly on his thigh as his custom was.