As he spoke, Ravenswood attained the ridge of the hill from which Wolf's Crag was visible; the flames had entirely sunk down, and to his great surprise, there was only a dusky reddening upon the clouds immediately over the castle, which seemed the reflection of the embers of the sunken fire.
"The place cannot have blown up," said the Master; "we must have heard the report—if a quarter of the gunpowder was there you tell me of, it would have been heard twenty miles off."
"It's very like it wad," said Balderstone, composedly.
"Then the fire cannot have reached the vaults"
"It's like no," answered Caleb, with the same impenetrable gravity.
"Hark ye, Caleb," said his master, "this grows a little too much for my patience. I must go and examine how matters stand at Wolf's Crag myself."
"Your honour is ganging to gang nae sic gate," said Caleb, firmly.
