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Of no determined meaning.(Bell sounds without.) Dry our tears; The hall-bell warns us to the ready feast; And through the gallery I hear the sound Of many footsteps hastening to the call. Chieftain, I follow thee. (Exeunt Argyll and Maclean.)

The castle, throng'd throughout with moving life, From every winding stair, and arched aisle, A mingled echo sends. Ay; light of foot, I hear their sounding steps A-trooping to the feast, who never more At feast shall sit or social meal partake. O wretch! O fiend of vile hypocrisy! How fiercely burns my blood within my veins Till I am match'd with thee! (Exit.)

SCENE III. The Great Hall of the Castle, with a Feast set out, and the Company already placed at Table, with Servants and Attendants in waiting, who fill the Stage in every part: Argyll is seated at the head of the table, with Maclean on his left hand, and a chair left empty on his right.