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`` I will try , '' answered the lawyer . '' ' You are a good seeker , but a bad finder ; you set yourself to prop a falling house , but had a gey guess it would rise again . Lend your hand to the wark that 's near , as you lent your ee to the weird -LSB- * Destiny -RSB- that was far . Have a carriage This night by ten o'clock , at the end of the Crooked Dykes at Portanferry , and let it bring the folk to Woodbourne that shall ask them , if they be there IN GOD 'S NAME . ' - Stay , here follows some poetry - Dark shall be light , And wrong done to right , When Bertram 's right and Bertram 's might Shall meet on Ellangowan 's height . ' A most mystic epistle truly , and closes in a vein of poetry worthy of the Cumaean sibyl -- and what have you done ? '' `` Why , '' said Mannering , rather reluctantly , `` I was loth to risk any opportunity of throwing light on this business .