"The noble Hereford cannot fear a child; or, if he doubted me, he cannot doubt the honor of his prisoner, an honor pure, unsullied as his own." "Thou speakest not as the child thou seemest," replied Hereford, musingly; "and yet I know not, misery makes sager of us long ere the rose of youth hath faded.

For this, thy boon, I know not how it may be granted; it is not usual to permit other than English attendants on our Scottish prisoners.

Since Sir Niel Campbell's escape through the agency of his Scottish attendant, it hath been most strictly prohibited." "Oh, do not, do not say me nay!" entreated the boy; "I ask but to share his imprisonment, to be with him, serve him, tend him.

I ask no more liberty than is granted unto him; the rudest, coarsest fare, a little straw, or the bare ground beside his couch.

I can do naught to give him freedom, and if I could, were there an open path before him--did I beseech him on my knees to fly--if he hath surrendered, as I have heard, to thee, rescue or no rescue, he would scorn my counsel, and abide thy prisoner still.