"So it fell on a time that Laird Macharg took his halve-net on his back,
and his steel spear in his hand, and down to Blawhooly Bay gaed he,
and into the water he went right between the two haunted hulks, and
placing his net awaited the coming of the tide. The night, ye maun ken,
was mirk, and the wind lowne, and the singing of the increasing waters
among the shells and the pebbles was heard for sundry miles. All at
once lights began to glance and twinkle on board the two Haunted Ships
from every hole and seam, and presently the sound as of a hatchet
employed in squaring timber echoed far and wide. But if the toil of
these unearthly workmen amazed the Laird, how much more was his
amazement increased when a sharp shrill voice called out, 'Ho! brother,
what are you doing now?' A voice still shriller responded from the
other haunted ship, 'I'm making a wife to Sandie Macharg!' and a loud
quavering laugh running from ship to ship, and from bank to bank, told
the joy they expected from their labor.
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