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At Mull will thrive, when we have rid our hands Of both these hind'rances, who in our way Much longer may not be. (Listening.) We're interrupted. Let us into the gallery return, And join the company with careless face, Like those who have from curiosity But stepp'd aside to view the house.—Make haste! It is Argyll and Lorne.

Are you not now convinced? his conscious guilt Is in his downcast and embarrass'd looks, And careful shunning of all private converse Whene'er aside you've drawn him from his train, Too plainly seen: you cannot now, my lord, Doubt of his share in this atrocious deed.

Yet, Lorne, I would, ere further we proceed, Prove it more fully still. The dinner hour Is now at hand. (Listening.) What steps are those, That in the gallery, close to this door, Like some lone straggler from the company