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MARY MACMURREN.

They refused us a han'fu' in our greatest need, but now it wull be our turn to ha' fou sacks and baith cakes and kebbucks at command, while their aumery is bare.

ELSPY LOW.

Ha, ha, ha! there's good spice in that, kimmer.

(A very loud peal, &c.)

MARY MACMURREN.

Hear ye that! the thunner grows louder and louder; and here she comes wi' her arms in the air and her spirit as hie as the clouds. Her murky chief and his murky mates wull soon fra a' quarters o' the warld, I warrant ye, come trooping to their tryste.

Enter Grizeld Bane from the wood by the bottom of the Stage, advancing with wild frantic gestures.

GRIZELD BANE (stopping on the middle of the stage, and spreading wide her raised arms with lofty courtesy).

Come, come, my mighty master!

Come on the clouds; come on the wind!
Come for to loosen, and come for to bind!
Rise from the raging sea; rise from the mine!
There's power in the night storm for thee and for thine.