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us with, Colin exclaimed,
6. How are my father and mother?” “ Your father and mother !”
Aye, and my sisters, how are
« Ah! Colin: O God! what is, this? Have you seen nobody since you landed, Colin ?”
“Seen any one? none, save the men of the ferry-boat we crossed with; it was not a morning for people to be out. But do not keep me here-I must go
“Colin! Colin! have you not heard?” “Heard, beard, Louis! heard what?" «Your father and mother are no
"O God! what do I hear! My father dead! dead !—and my mother! did you say she was dead also ?”
O Colin! O! she is,-they are both"
« Both dead !_0 Jesus !--but my sisters ! my parentless sisters, how are
“ Ellen is very well, Colin.”
“ But Norah,-speak, Louis, how is she? Where is she? Why burst into tears, Louis ? are these for Norah ? What is that motion of your hand the signal.. dost thou point to the dust to her too?”
Ellen, my dear Colin, Ellen still lives.”
“ And the others,—my father--my mother-and Norah dead ? and Ellen and I of all our family,—what, three of my family dead?”
" It is too true; and you, you, my dear Colin-you were supposed to be dead.”
“ Where, where's Ellen? is she up stairs in her chamber?"
“ At the manse, my dear Colin.”
“Then, good-bye now, I go to see her."
Nay, stop here; you are all wet." “ Wet! what is wet? come, Macbean, come along."
Nay, don't go off so, Colin; do change your clothes ; you'll get yourself ill of cold; and you are very much fatigued besides.'
Aye, hantle o' fatigue,” cried Macbean, “to be walking, and focht. ing, and crossing the seas, and drouket through an' through wi' rain, an' blinded wi'levin, an'maist deaf wi' thunder; but what's a' that to this news? The auld laird dead, and his gude wife, and the Lady Norah dead--Ohon! this is the warst morning o' a' poor Macbean's days.-O my captain ! my peur captain! gang, gang, let us be gaen to the manse; the guid man gae me his benison; and the Lady Ellen's there; dinna stop here; come, let us be gaen.
“ If you will go, Colin, then I'll accompany you?”
“ We'll do so, Louis."
had preserved the firmest composure till now on the catastrophe of his sire, asked, “When did my father die?"
« In December of the year you left home, his body was found in Ambrisbeg loch.”
“What! do ye mean to say my father, tired of existence, sought refuge from himself and his family in that loch "
“ His body was found there ; but there are strong reasons to suppose he was murdered first, and then thrown into the very deepest part of the loch, at the rocks where Michael Scott's stair is hewn out."
"Murdered! how? was it found out? by whom ?”
" The whole is wrapped up tery; we've never found out the murderer.”
“But my mother! of what did she die?"
“ From the time your father was missing, as I have been informed, she was never sensible, and died at last in a paroxysm of madness, occasioned, the doctor said, by the tragic end of
“ O God, what do I hear?"
"Out! come, dinna fa' now, captain; 'come on,'ye said on Abraham's heights, ‘on-charge, my lads of Innisgail!'ye've scaped frae muckle skaith; Ohon! Ohon! peur man! he canna haud up a wee bit langer; haud him ! haud up his head, Mr. Louis, and I'll bring him again wi' a cheek-fu'o' this Ferntosh."
For Colin could hold out no longer; he hung on the shoulder of Louis, and shook throughout all his frame; and Macbean was officiously applying a flask of whisky to St. Clyde's mouth.
“I ken’d it wad do him guid; now he's coming to again: there's naething