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They refused us a han'fu' in our greatest need, but now it wull be our turn to ha' fou sacks and baith cakes and kebbucks at command, while their aumery is bare.

Ha, ha, ha! there's good spice in that, kimmer. (A very loud peal, &c.)

Hear ye that! the thunner grows louder and louder; and here she comes wi' her arms in the air and her spirit as hie as the clouds. Her murky chief and his murky mates wull soon fra a' quarters o' the warld, I warrant ye, come trooping to their tryste.

Enter from the wood by the bottom of the Stage, advancing with wild frantic gestures.

Come, come, my mighty master!

Come on the clouds; come on the wind! Come for to loosen, and come for to bind! Rise from the raging sea; rise from the mine! There's power in the night storm for thee and for thine.