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Leddy—young leddy, on fire.

Gude saf' us a'! can this be true! [Voices without.]

I'll tak amends o' her for cheating us again.

An' sae will I, spitefu' carlin! Maun naebody hae power but hersel?

There's power to be had, that's certain: power that can raise the storm and the fiend; ay, that can do ony thing. But we're aye to be puir yet: neither meat nor money, after a' s dune!

Neither vengeance nor glawmery, for a' the wicket thoughts we hae thought, for a' the fearfu' words we hae spoken, for a' the backward prayers we hae prayed!—I'll rive her eyen out o' her head, though they shou'd glare upon us frae their hollow sconces, like corpse-can'les frae a grave-stane.