“The Seytons and the Hamiltons, who are, as your Majesty knows, your
most faithful servants,”—Mary turned round, smiling, and put out her
hand to Mary Seyton,—“have already,” continued George, “assembled their
troops, who keep themselves in readiness for the first signal; but as
they alone would not be sufficiently numerous to hold the country, we
shall make our way directly to Dumbarton, whose governor is ours, and
which by its position and its strength can hold out long enough against
all the regent’s troops to give to the faithful hearts remaining to you
time to come and join us.”
“Yes, yes,” said the queen; “I see clearly what we shall do once we get
out of this; but how are we to get out?”
“That is the occasion, madam,” replied Douglas, “for which your Majesty
must call to your aid that courage of which you have given such great
proofs.”
“If I have need only of courage and coolness,” replied the queen, “be
easy; neither the one nor the other will fail me.”
“Here is a file,” said George, giving Mary Seyton that instrument which
he judged unworthy to touch the queen’s hands, “and this evening I shall
bring your Majesty cords to construct a ladder. You will cut through one
of the bars of this window, it is only at a height of twenty feet; I
shall come up to you, as much to try it as to support you; one of the
garrison is in my pay, he will give us passage by the door it is his
duty to guard, and you will be free.”
“And when will that be?” cried the queen.
“We must wait for two things, madam,” replied Douglas: “the first, to
collect at Kinross an escort sufficient for your Majesty’s safety; the
second, that the turn for night watch of Thomas Warden should happen to
be at an isolated door that we can reach without being seen.”
“And how will you know that? Do you stay at the castle, then?”
“Alas! no, madam,” replied George; “at the castle I am a useless and
even a dangerous friend for you, while once beyond the lake I can serve
you in an effectual manner.”
“And how will you know when Warden’s turn to mount guard has come?”
“The weathercock in the north tower, instead of turning in the wind with
the others, will remain fixed against it.”
“But I, how shall I be warned?”
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