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"Oh!" cried Helen, "for the sake of a greater than any countess in the
land, take this jeweled bracelet, and let me pass!"
The man, misapprehending the words of this adjuration, at sight of the
diamonds, supposing the page must come from the good queen, no longer
demurred. Putting the bracelet into his bosom, he whispered Helen,
that as he granted this permission at the risk of his life, she must
conceal herself in the interior chamber of the prisoner's dungeon
should any person from the warden visit him during their interview.
She readily promised this; and he informed her that, when through this
door, she must cross two other apartments, the bolts to the entrances
of which she must undraw; and then, at the extremity of a long passage,
a door, fastened by a latch, would admit her to Sir William Wallace.
With these words, the soldier removed the massy bars, and Helen entered.
Chapter LXXXII.
The Tower of London.
Helen's fleet steps carried her in a few minutes through the
intervening dungeons to the door which would restore to her eyes the
being with whose life her existence seemed blended. The bolts had
yielded to her hands.
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