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Re-enter Dugald in haste.

(To Dugald.)

Thou comest with a busy face: what tidings?

DUGALD.

The Lord of Lorne's arriv'd, an' please your honour:

Sir Hubert too, and all their jolly train;
And with them have they brought a lady, closely
In hood and mantle muffled: ne'er a glimpse
May of her face be seen.

ARGYLL.

A lady, say'st thou?

DUGALD.

Yes; closely muffled up.

ARGYLL, (pacing up and down, somewhat disturbed.)

I like not this.——It cannot surely be—

(Stopping short, and looking hard at Dugald.)

Whence comes he?

DUGALD.

He a hunting went, I know,

To Cromack's ancient laird, whose youthful dame