A TRAGEDY
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Omnes (roused fiercely.)
SECOND VASSAL.
Dare they to call us so?
LOCHTARISH.
Nor think that from the Camerons alone
Ye will such greeting have, if back ye shrink,
And stand not by me now.
Omnes (eagerly.)
SECOND VASSAL.
That will not back thee boldly.
LOCHTARISH.
Now are ye men!—Give me your hands to this.
(They all give him their hands.)
Now am I satisfied.(Looking off the stage.)
The chief approaches.
