Theres no need for fightingamong Christian
folk.
A voice broke in on the storm, and David saw that
it was the newtenant of Crossbasket.
I see the firesof hell and the worm that dieth not.
But its the Kirk I fear, your own sacredcalling, Mr. He had once been a
schoolmaster,and at this moment he looked the part again.
That Katrine should return his love upheaved for
him thefoundations of the globe.
Who is this mountebank, and what have you done
tothis unhappy woman?
Marks homely wheedlingtones were like those of a
packman in an ale-house kitchen.
Was there not here, one cried,that rebellion which
was as the sin of witchcraft? That worthy arrived at the manse with a long face. The
memorial itsel will be in safehands this nicht.
Should a starving enemy be turnedfrom the door,
even though it was an enemy of the Kirks? That will be wisest, no doubt, said Mark,
but at this pointChasehope found support in his protest.
The thing seemed to him now to have lostall
terrors.
He had given many hostages to fortune, but he had
won somethingwhich could never be taken away.
So deep was histransport that he scarcely heard her
voice when she spoke.
Weel, well leave the dottrel to his
ainconscience.
She seemed delirious,for she gabbled and slavered
uncouthly to herself, scarcely movingher lips. You fool, this is a trick of
Chasehopes to divert attention fromthe Wood.
The slipbrought her in contact with Davids
shoulder, and before she knewhis hand was laid on hers. As he moved to the door,
there was a drift away from him, likesheep from a collie. Trust an old soldier for
making a finepalisado around him of credible lees.
From the idiot on his perch came anunexpected
encouragement. I like your spirit fine, and beyond doubt youve takenthe honest
road.
On the straw behind the lantern lay the
witch.
They have her lockit up in Peter Pennecuiks
girnel.
But Ive fand out ae thing in these
humblindays.
Was there ever a word in your mouth that wasna as
false as hell?