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DUGALD.

A tale, indeed,

Most dismal, strange, and sudden.

ROSA.

How she died

God knows; but much I fear foul play she had.
Where is the Lord of Lorne? for first to him
I wish to speak.

DUGALD.

Come, I will lead thee to him.—Had foul play!

VASSAL.

Fell fiends they are could shed her blood! If this

Indeed hath been, 'twill make good cause, I wot;
The warlike pipe will sound our summons soon. |

(Exeunt Dugald and Rosa, &c, as Argyll and Sir Hubert enter by the opposite side.)

ARGYLL.

And wilt thou leave us then, my noble friend?

May we not still for some few days retain thee?

DE GREY.

Where'er I go, I carry in my heart

A warm remembrance of the friendly home