"Has Ian been beyond the West?"
"No."
"Then what he sees when he has the sight upon him is not beannaichte: is not a thing out of heaven?"
"I cannot say. I think not."
"Mary, is it the truth you are now telling me?"
A troubled expression came into the woman's face, but she did not answer.
"And is it the truth, Mary, that Ian has not had the sight upon Alastair since he went away—that he did not have it last night or this morning?"
Lora leaned forward in her anxiety. She saw that in her companion's eyes which gave her the fear. But the next moment Mrs. Maclean smiled.
"I too have the sight, Lora-mo-ghràidh; and shall I be telling you that which it will be giving you joy to hear?"
"Ay, surely, Mary!"