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THE FAMILY LEGEND:
BENLORA.
Glenfadden!
How goes it with thee?—Joyous days are these—
These days of peace.
GLENFADDEN.
Com'st thou to cheer the piper in our hall,
And goblets quaff to the young chieftain's health,
From proud Argyll descended?
BENLORA, (smiling grimly.)
If ye will have it so; not else.
GLENFADDEN.
Thy noble hand!—thou art Benlora still.
(Shaking Benlora warmly by the hand, and then turning to Lochtarish.)
Know ye that banish'd Allen is return'd—
Allen of Dura?
LOCHTARISH.
But in good time he comes. A daring knave:
