The Entail; or, The Lairds of Grippy
The venerable pastor suddenly paused, for at that moment Claud laid aside his hat, and, falling on his knees, clasped his hands together, and looking towards the skies, his long grey hair flowing over his back, he said with awful solemnity, 'Father, thy will be done!--in the devastation of my earthly heart, I accept the erles of thy service.'