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The conflicting passions and exhausted feelings of Waverley had resigned him to late but sound repose. He was dreaming of Glennaquoich, and had transferred to the halls of Ian nan Chaistel the festal train which so lately graced those of Holyrood. The pibroch too was distinctly heard; and this at least was no delusion, for the "proud step of the chief piper" of the "chlain MacIvor" was perambulating the court before the door of his Chieftain's quarters, and as Mrs. Flockhart, apparently no friend to his minstrelsy, was pleased to observe, "garring the very stane-and-lime wa's dingle wi' his screeching. " Of course it soon became too powerful for Waverley's dream, with which it had at first rather harmonised.
The sound of Callum's brogues in his apartment (for MacIvor had again assigned Waverley to his care) was the next note of parting. "Winna yer honour bang up? Vich Ian Vohr and ta Prince are awa to the lang green glen ahint the clachan, tat they ca' the King's Park,107 and mony ane's on his ain shanks the day that will be carried on ither folk's ere night."