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Ay, that is right. And now, my right good lady, Let me in plain but grateful words repeat, That your great kindness, leaving thus your home, And taking such a journey for the comfort Of my poor child, is felt by me most truly, As it deserves. May God reward you for it!

I will not. Sir, receive such thanks unqualified; They are not due to me. Regard for Alice,— And who that knows her feels not such regard,— Was closely blended with another motive, When I determined on this sudden journey.

Another motive!

Has not Claude inform, you, That Malcolm left Dunarden secretly, The night before we did ourselves set forth?

He has not. Ha! and wot you where he went?

I wot not, but I guess: and it was he, As I am almost confident, who walk'd The last of all the mourners, by himself, In this day's sad procession.