[Guy Mannering or The Astrologer Complete by Sir Walter Scott]@TWC D-Link bookGuy Mannering or The Astrologer Complete CHAPTER XII 5/8
'I beg your pardon, Mr.Glossin; I am apt to be very absent.
May I ask if the castle has been long in your family ?' 'It was built, I believe, long ago by a family called Mac-Dingawaie,' answered Glossin, suppressing for obvious reasons the more familiar sound of Bertram, which might have awakened the recollections which he was anxious to lull to rest, and slurring with an evasive answer the question concerning the endurance of his own possession. 'And how do you read the half-defaced motto, sir,' said Bertram, 'which is upon that scroll above the entablature with the arms ?' 'I--I--I really do not exactly know,' replied Glossin. 'I should be apt to make it out, OUR RIGHT MAKES OUR MIGHT.' 'I believe it is something of that kind,' said Glossin. 'May I ask, sir,' said the stranger, 'if it is your family motto ?' 'N--n--no--no--not ours.
That is, I believe, the motto of the former people; mine is--mine is--in fact, I have had some correspondence with Mr.Cumming of the Lyon Office in Edinburgh about mine.
He writes me the Glossins anciently bore for a motto, "He who takes it, makes it."' 'If there be any uncertainty, sir, and the case were mine,' said Bertram, 'I would assume the old motto, which seems to me the better of the two.' Glossin, whose tongue by this time clove to the roof of his mouth, only answered by a nod. 'It is odd enough,' said Bertram, fixing his eye upon the arms and gateway, and partly addressing Glossin, partly as it were thinking aloud--'it is odd the tricks which our memory plays us.
The remnants of an old prophecy, or song, or rhyme of some kind or other, return to my recollection on hearing that motto; stay--it is a strange jingle of sounds:-- The dark shall be light, And the wrong made right, When Bertram's right and Bertram's might Shall meet on--- I cannot remember the last line--on some particular height; HEIGHT is the rhyme, I am sure; but I cannot hit upon the preceding word.' 'Confound your memory,' muttered Glossin, 'you remember by far too much of it!' 'There are other rhymes connected with these early recollections,' continued the young man.
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