On hearing that the beautiful creature he had so lately believed his own beyond the power of fate; that his property, as he called her, the devoted slave of his will, the mistress of his destiny, was lost to him forever! swallowed up in the whelming wave! he became frantic.

There was desperation in every word.

He raved; tore up the earth like a wild beast; and, foaming at the mouth, dashed the wife of Macgregor from him, as she approached with a fresh balsam for his wounds.

"Off, scum of a damned sex!" cried he.

"Where is she, whom I intrusted to thy care ?" "My lord," answered the affrighted woman, "you know best.