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Published 2015
(From ‘Guy Mannering’)
‘Meg, in the meanwhile, went to a great black caldron that was boiling on a fire on the floor, and, lifting the lid, an odour was diffused through the vault which, if the vapours of a witch’s caldron could in aught be trusted, promised better things than the hell-broth which such vessels are usually supposed to contain.2 It was, in fact, the sav