But she, regardless of all other evils than that of being
severed from her dearest and best friend, exclaimed in bitter sorrow:
"Wherever I am, still and forever shall all of Wallace that remains on
earth be with me. He gave himself to me, and no mortal power shall
divide us!"
Gloucester could not reply before the voice of the warden, calling to
him that the hour of shutting the gates was arrived, compelled him to
bid his friend farewell. He grasped the hand of Wallace with a strong
emotion, for he knew that the next time he should meet him would be on
the scaffold. During the moments of his parting, Helen, with her hands
clasped on her knees, and her eyes bent downward, inwardly and
earnestly invoked the Almighty to endow her with fortitude to bear the
horrors she was to witness, that she might not, by her agonies, add to
the tortures of Wallace.
The cheering voice, that was ever music to her ears, recalled her from
this devout abstraction. He laid his hand on hers, and gazing on her
with a tender pity, held such sweet discourse with her on the
approaching end of all his troubles, of his everlasting happiness,
where "all tears are dried away!" that she listened, and wept, and even
smiled.
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