CHAPTER 11. FETTERS BROKEN 

Then long and loud the victor shout From turret and from tower rang out; The rugged walls replied. SCOTT, Lord of the Isles. 

'Sir, I have something to show you.' 

It was the early twilight of a summer's morning when Ringan crept up to the shelter of pine branches under which George Douglas was sleeping, after hotly opposing Gebhardt, who had nearly persuaded his master that retreat was inevitable, unless he meant to be deserted by more than half his men. 

George sat up. 'Anent the ladies?' he said. 

Ringan bowed his head, with an air of mystery and George doubted no longer, but let him lead the way, keeping among the brushwood to the foot of the quarry whence the castle had been built. It had once been absolutely precipitous, no doubt, but the stone was of a soft quality, on which weather told: ivy and creepers had grown on it, and Ringan pointed to what to dwellers on plains might have seemed impracticable, but to those who had bird's-nested on the crags of Tantallon had quite a different appearance. True, there was castle wall and turret above, but on this, the weather side, there had likewise been a slight crumbling, which had been neglected, perhaps from over security, perhaps on account of the extreme difficulty of repairing, where there was the merest ledge for foothold above the precipitous quarry; indeed, the condition of the place might never even have been perceived by the inhabitants, as there were no traces of the place below having been frequented. 
Who bowed his head?
Who followed him to the edge of the quarry?
What had been erected there?
How hard was the stone?
What was growing up  it?
Would people who live on land think the castle was practical?
What people would have?
Was the castle falling down on one side?
Which side?
What's one likely cause of that?
What else may have happened to cause it?
Did the castle have a turret?
Was it sitting low to the ground?
Did the castle seem like it had ever had anyone in it?
Where was George when Ringan first approached him?
What was George doing in there?
What had he done before that?
What time of day was it?
Was it winter?
Ringan
Ringan bowed his head, 
George
George doubted no longer, but let him lead the way, keeping among the brushwood to the foot of the quarry 
The castle
foot of the quarry whence the castle had been built.
It was soft.
stone was of a soft quality, 
ivy and creepers
 ivy and creepers had grown on it
no
 pointed to what to dwellers on plains might have seemed impracticable, 
People from Tantallon
 Ringan pointed to what to dwellers on plains might have seemed impracticable, but to those who had bird's-nested on the crags of Tantallon had quite a different appearance. 
Yes
but on this, the weather side, there had likewise been a slight crumbling,
The weather side
True, there was castle wall and turret above, but on this, the weather side, there had likewise been a slight crumbling
Had been neglected
 True, there was castle wall and turret above, but on this, the weather side, there had likewise been a slight crumbling, which had been neglected, perhaps from over security, perhaps on account of the extreme difficulty of repairing
Difficult to repair
which had been neglected, perhaps from over security, perhaps on account of the extreme difficulty of repairing,
Yes
True, there was castle wall and turret above, 
Yes
 the condition of the place might never even have been perceived by the inhabitants, as there were no traces of the place below having been frequented.
No
 as there were no traces of the place below having been frequented. 
Under some pines
Ringan crept up to the shelter of pine branches under which George Douglas was sleeping,
Sleeping
shelter of pine branches under which George Douglas was sleeping
Argued with Gebhardt
Douglas was sleeping, after hotly opposing Gebhardt, 
Morning
It was the early twilight of a summer's morning 
No
It was the early twilight of a summer's morning