The Entail; or, The Lairds of Grippy
The sarcastic tone in which this was said provoked the pride and Highland blood of the lady, who, stepping back, and raising her right arm with a towering grandeur, shook it over him as she said,--  'I have no more to say;--the fate of the blood of Glengael is twined and twisted with the destiny of Mrs. Charles Walkinshaw's family; but at your dying hour you will remember what I have said, and, trembling, think of this place--of these tombs, these doors that lead into the judgement-chamber of Heaven, and of yon sun, that is the eye of the Almighty's chief sentinel over man.'