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He
came
to
David
one
evening
when
the
candle
was
lit
in
the
study
.
"
What
arts
were
yon
,
"
the
minister
asked
,
"
that
turned
the
pricker
from
a
man
into
a
jelly
?
"
Mark
had
sat
himself
in
a
deep
armchair
covered
with
black
leather
,
which
had
been
David
’
s
father
’
s
and
had
come
to
the
manse
from
the
Pleasance
after
the
roup
.
He
had
crossed
his
legs
and
let
his
head
lie
back
while
he
puffed
his
tobacco
-
pipe
.
He
laughed
as
he
answered
:
"
A
simple
divertisement
,
but
good
enough
for
such
a
caddis
-
worm
.
A
pinch
of
Greek
powder
in
the
lantern
,
and
for
the
rest
a
device
I
learned
among
the
tinklers
in
Hungary
when
some
of
us
gentleman
-
cavaliers
had
to
take
to
the
hills
and
forests
for
a
season
.
But
the
body
was
easy
game
.
The
sight
of
my
een
was
enough
to
melt
his
wits
.
.
.
.
Chasehope
’
s
another
kind
of
lad
-
-
there
’
s
metal
there
,
though
it
’
s
maybe
of
the
Devil
’
s
forging
.
.
.
.
But
for
the
moment
we
’
ve
fairly
houghed
his
shelty
.
"
"
You
saw
how
distraught
he
was
,
"
Mark
continued
,
"
ay
,
and
others
beside
him
,
when
you
offered
to
carry
the
wife
to
the
manse
.
The
reason
wasna
ill
to
seek
.
When
she
was
being
tortured
to
confession
,
Chasehope
was
beside
her
and
mastered
her
with
his
een
.
.
.
.
She
was
one
of
the
coven
,
you
tell
me
.
But
once
in
your
hands
he
was
feared
she
would
tell
things
of
more
moment
than
the
blethers
they
wrung
out
of
her
.
.
.
.
She
didna
speak
?
Ay
,
I
thought
she
was
ower
far
gone
.
It
was
maybe
as
well
that
the
puir
thing
died
,
for
after
the
handling
she
got
there
was
small
bodily
comfort
left
for
her
.
"
"
By
her
death
her
tormentors
are
guilty
in
God
’
s
sight
of
murder
,
"
said
David
.
"
No
doubt
.
And
maybe
also
in
the
sight
of
the
Law
.
That
’
s
why
I
say
we
have
houghed
Chasehope
’
s
mare
for
him
.
He
canna
ride
off
on
a
pretended
zeal
for
witch
-
hunts
,
for
this
one
has
notably
miscarried
.
This
pricker
business
is
looked
askance
at
by
those
that
ken
best
,
and
it
’
s
certain
it
has
no
countenance
frae
the
Justiciar
.
They
’
ve
killed
the
wife
with
it
,
and
their
pricker
will
not
show
face
again
in
this
countryside
.
What
becomes
,
think
you
,
of
the
braw
commission
of
the
Privy
Council
that
Chasehope
had
the
procuring
of
?
The
thing
is
begowked
before
it
is
begun
.
The
ministers
of
Kirk
Aller
and
Bold
,
and
yon
knock
-
kneed
haverel
,
the
laird
of
Killiequhair
,
will
e
’
en
hae
to
content
themselves
at
home
,
and
Chasehope
,
in
place
of
hiding
his
sins
behind
his
zeal
for
burning
witches
,
is
left
with
his
repute
a
wee
thing
touched
,
like
a
bad
egg
.
There
’
s
folk
in
the
parish
beginning
to
speir
questions
that
never
speired
them
before
.
"
"
I
am
convinced
that
the
woman
Bessie
Todd
was
a
human
sacrifice
,
decided
on
by
the
coven
,
and
maybe
accepted
of
her
free
-
will
.
I
have
heard
that
every
now
and
then
they
must
pay
such
a
teind
to
Hell
.
.
.
.
She
was
weak
in
the
mind
,
remember
.
"
"
I
had
the
same
notion
myself
.
No
,
I
wasna
there
when
the
pricker
was
busy
,
but
them
that
were
tell
me
that
he
put
the
feck
of
the
words
intil
her
mouth
.
That
would
consort
with
what
I
’
ve
heard
of
the
black
business
elsewhere
.
