Such were his thoughts when the words of Thusa ha measg rung from Lady
Mar's voice. Those were the strains which Halbert used to breathe from
his heart to call Marion to her nightly slumbers-those were the strains
with which that faithful servant had announced that she slept to wake
no more!
What wonder, then, that Wallace fled from the apartment, and buried
himself, and his aroused grief, amid the distant solitudes of the
beacon-hill!
While looking over the shoulder of his uncle, on the station which
Stirling held amid the Ochil hills, Edwin had at intervals cast a
side-long glance upon the changing complexion of his commander; and no
sooner did he see him hurry from the room, than fearful of some
disaster having befallen the garrison (which Wallace did not choose
immediately to mention), he also stole out of the apartment.
After seeking the object of his anxiety for a long time, without avail,
he was returning on his steps, when, attracted by the splendor of the
moon silvering the beacon-hill, he ascended, to once at least tread
that acclivity in light which he had so miraculously passed in
darkness. Scarce a zephyr fanned the sleeping air.
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