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Updated: May 28, 2025

"Confound you for an impudent liar!" said Ravenswood, in uncontrollable ire, "there was not a single ounce of " "Forbye," said the butler, most irreverently raising his voice to a pitch which drowned his master's, "the fire made fast on us, owing to the store of tapestry and carved timmer in the banqueting-ha', and the loons ran like scaulded rats sae sune as they heard of the gunpouther."

Sir Walter Scott - The Bride of Lammermoor