Dougal rose from his seat, approaching Claire. He took her hands in his, his eyes filled with sympathy and deep grief that sent shivers down her spine as he muttered, "Claire, my dear, there's nae a thing we can dae. Believe me, if there were the slightest chance, I wad dae all I could to free the lad. But there is nae way on earth that ten men can force their way intae Wentworth Prison."