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DUGALD.

But be she who she may,

This stranger here; I doubt not, friend, ere long,
We shall have bickering for her in the field
With some fierce foe or other.

VASSAL.

So I trust:

And by my honest faith! this peace of ours
Right long and tiresome is.—I thought, ere now,
Some of our restless neighbours would have trespass'd
And inroads made: but no; Argyll and Lorne
Have grown a terror to them: all is quiet;
And we ourselves must the aggressors be,
Or still this dull and slothful life endure,
Which makes our men of three-score years and ten
To fret and murmur.

Enter Rosa, with a servant conducting her.

SERVANT, (to Dugald).

A lady here, would see my Lord of Lorne.

DUGALD.

Yes, still to him they come.(Looking at Rosa.)