“Mark, my brother!” and the next moment they were in each other's arms.
“You passed Terry on the mountain? He was at his post, I trust?” said Mark, anxiously.
“Yes, but for his directions I could never have discovered the path.”
“All's well, then. Until I hear a certain signal from him, I fear nothing. The fellow seems neither to eat nor sleep. At least since I've been here, he has kept watch night and day in the mountains.”
“He always loved you, Mark.”
“He did so; but now it is not me he thinks of. His whole heart is in the cause—higher and nobler than a mere worthless life like mine.”;
“Poor fellow! he is but half-witted at best,” said Herbert.
“The more reason for his fidelity now,” said Mark, bitterly. “The men of sense are traitors to their oaths, and false to their friends. The enterprise cannot reckon, save on the fool or the madman. I know the taunt you hint at, as——”