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CHAPTER XV
THE MARCH
The conflicting passions and exhausted feelings of Waverley had resigned
him to late but sound repose. He was dreaming of Glennaquoich, and had
transferred to the halls of lan nan Chaistel the festal train which so
lately graced those of Holyrood. The pibroch too was distinctly heard;
and this at least was no delusion, for the 'proud step of the chief
piper' of the 'chlain Mac-Ivor' was perambulating the court before the
door of his Chieftain's quarters, and as Mrs. Flockhart, apparently no
friend to his minstrelsy, was pleased to observe, 'garring the very
stane-and-lime wa's dingle wi' his screeching.' Of course it soon became
too powerful for Waverley's dream, with which it had at first rather
harmonised.
The sound of Callum's brogues in his apartment (for Mac-Ivor had again
assigned Waverley to his care) was the next note of parting. 'Winna yer
honour bang up? Vich lan Vohr and ta Prince are awa to the lang green
glen ahint the clachan, tat they ca' the King's Park, [Footnote: The main
body of the Highland army encamped, or rather bivouacked, in that part of
the King's Park which lies towards the village of Duddingston.
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