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Rh the dais in the hall, and I am feared to gae in in the dark for the bogle; and if I didna see the bogle, I could as ill see the hen, for it's pit-mirk, and there's no another light in the house, save that very blessed lamp whilk the Master has in his ain hand. And if I had the hen, she's to pu', and to draw, and to dress; how can I do that, and them sitting by the only fire we have?"

"Weel, weel, Mysie," said the butler, "bide ye there a wee, and I'll try to get the lamp wiled away frae them,"

Accordingly, Caleb Balderston entered the apartment, little aware that so much of his bye-play had been audible there, "Well, Caleb, my old friend, is there any chance of supper?" said the Master of Ravenswood.

"Chance of supper, your lordship?" said Caleb, with an emphasis of strong scorn at the implied doubt,—"How should there be ony question of that, and we in your lordship's house?—Chance of supper,