Fenella felt as if she would sink through the floor in shame, but all the same she found herself saying,
"You've known the Deemster all his life, haven't you?"
"I have. I was reared on the land," said the jailer, and then, raising himself to his full height, "I'm a Ballamoar myself, miss."
"Then you will keep the promise you gave him?"
"Trust me for that, miss."
"But if anything should happen to yourself as the consequence of last night's escape...."
"The father put me in the Castle and the son won't see them fling me out of it."
"But if he should be overruled by the Governor and unable to help you...."
"I'll take my chance with him. What's it they're saying?—the Ballamoar will out, miss."
Tears sprang to Fenella's eyes, but her heart beat high.