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They were now arrived at the gates, where Bertrand, observing the light

glih a small casement of the portal-cha out, deht you a prisoner,' said Ugo, 'open the gate, and let us in'

'Tell me first who it is, that demands entrance,' replied the soldier

'What! o? I

have brought home a prisoner here, bound hand and foot--a felloho

has been drinking Tuscany wine, while we here have been fighting'

'You will not rest till you meet with your match,' said Bertrand

sullenly 'Hah! my comrade, is it you?' said the soldier--'I'll be with

you directly' E the stairs within, and then

the heavy chain fall, and the bolts undraw of a small postern door,

which he opened to admit the party He held the laate, and she found herself once loomy

arch, and heard the door close, that seemed to shut her from the world

for ever

In the next moment, she was in the first court of the castle,