I then followed Timothy, by a passage which led outside of the castle,
through which he and his companion had been admitted. "Our horses are
close by," said Timothy; "for we stipulated upon leaving the country
after it was done."
It was just dark when we were safe out of the castle. We mounted our
horses, and set off with all speed. We followed the high road to the post
town to which I had been conveyed, and I determined to pull up at Mrs
M'Shane's, for I was so exhausted that I could go no further. This was
a measure which required precaution, and as there was moonlight, I turned
off the road before I entered the town, or village, as it ought to have
been called, so that we dismounted at the back of Mrs M'Shane's house.
I went to the window of the bedroom where I had lain down, and tapped
gently, again and again, and no answer. At last, Kathleen made her
appearance.
"Can I come in, Kathleen?" said I; "I am almost dead with fatigue and
exhaustion."
"Yes," replied she, "I will open the back-door; there is no one here
to-night--it is too early for them."
I entered, followed by Timothy, and, as I stepped over the threshold,
I fainted. As soon as I recovered, Mrs M'Shane led me up stairs into her
room for security, and I was soon able to take the refreshment I so much
required. I stated what had passed to Mrs M'Shane and Kathleen, who were
much shocked at the account.
"You had better wait till it is late, before you go on," said Mrs
M'Shane, "it will be more safe; it is now nine o'clock, and the people
will all be moving till eleven. I will give your horses some corn, and
when you are five miles from here, you may consider yourselves as safe.
Holy saints! what an escape!"
The advice was too good not to be followed, and I was so exhausted, that
I was glad that prudence was on the side of repose. I lay down on Mrs
M'Shane's bed, while Timothy watched over me. I had a short slumber,
and then was awakened by the good landlady, who told me that it was
time for us to quit. Kathleen then came up to me, and said, "I would
ask a favour of you, sir, and I hope you will not refuse it."
"Kathleen, you may ask anything of me, and depend upon it, I will not
refuse it, if I can grant it."
"Then, sir," replied the good girl, "you know how I overcame my feelings
to serve you, will you overcome yours for me? I cannot bear the idea
that anyone, bad as he may be, of the family who have reared me, should
perish in so miserable a manner; and I cannot bear that any man, bad as
he is, even if I did not feel obliged to him, should die so full of
guilt, and without absolution. Will you let me have the key, that Sir
Henry de Clare may be released after you are safe and away? I know he
does not deserve any kindness from you; but it is a horrid death, and
a horrid thing to die so loaded with crime."
"Kathleen," replied I, "I will keep my word with you. Here is the key;
take it up to-morrow morning, and give it to Lady de Clare; tell her
Japhet Newland sent it."
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