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The name of Grimsby was too familiar to the memory of Wallace, too
closely associated with his most cherished meditations, for him not to
recognize it with melancholy pleasure. He had never seen Grimsby, but
he knew him well worthy of his confidence; and ordered him (if he
really desired to follow Lady Helen) to bring two more horses from the
stables. When they were brought, Wallace made the joyful signal
concerted with Bruce and Baliol, to sound the Scottish pryse as soon as
he and his fair charge were out of the castle.
The happy tidings met the ear of the prince while anxiously watching
the sleeping of De Valence, for fear he should awake and, leaving the
room, interrupt Wallace in his enterprise. What, then, was his
transport when the first note of the horn burst upon the silence around
him! He sprung on his feet. The impetuosity of the action roused
Baliol, who had been lying all the while sound asleep in his chair.
Bruce made a sign to him to be silent, and pressing his hand with
energy, forgot the former Baliol in the present, and, for a moment
bending his knee, kissed the hand he held; then, rising, disappeared in
an instant.
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