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BENLORA.

Yea, chief; and sounds like to thy father's voice

Have from the sacred mould wherein he lies,
At dead of night, by wakeful men been heard
Three times distinctly. (Turning to Glenfadden.)
Said'st thou not thrice?

GLENFADDEN.

Yes; three times heard distinctly.

MACLEAN.

Ye much amaze me, friends.—Such things have been?

LOCHTARISH.

Yea, chief; and thinkst thou we may lightly deem

Of coming ills, by signs like these forewarn'd?

MACLEAN.

Then an it be, high heav'n have mercy on us!

LOCHTARISH, (in a loud solemn voice.)

Thyself have mercy on us!

MACLEAN.

How is this?