The Entail; or, The Lairds of Grippy
'I am persuaded it is,' rejoined Mrs. Eadie, still serious; and emphatically taking her by the hand, she said, 'The minister dislikes what he calls my Highland freats, and believes they have their source in some dark remnants of pagan superstition; on that account, I abstain from speaking of many things that I see, the signs and forecoming shadows of events--nevertheless, my faith in them is none shaken, for the spirit has more faculties than the five senses, by which, among other things, the heart is taught to love or hate, it knows not wherefore--Mark, therefore, my words, and bear them in remembrance--for this day the fortunes of Glengael are mingled with those of your house.--The lights of both have been long set; but the time is coming, when they shall again shine in their brightness.'