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She
was
doomed
to
die
,
as
surely
as
if
she
had
stood
in
the
doomster
’
s
cart
.
.
.
.
But
I
have
found
out
another
thing
.
Our
neighbour
Chasehope
is
a
King
-
Deil
.
"
"
What
in
Heaven
’
s
name
is
that
?
"
"
You
may
well
speir
.
He
is
the
priest
of
the
coven
,
but
he
is
more
,
for
he
is
a
kind
of
Deil
on
his
own
account
.
That
is
why
you
saw
them
in
the
Wood
bowing
before
him
and
nozzling
him
like
dogs
.
There
’
s
been
King
-
Deils
before
this
in
Scotland
.
Francie
Stuart
was
one
-
-
him
that
was
Earl
of
Bothwell
in
the
days
of
James
the
Saxt
,
and
he
had
a
braw
coven
down
by
Dunbar
and
the
Bass
.
"
"
And
the
man
an
elder
of
the
Kirk
!
"
David
exclaimed
.
"
The
words
of
Scripture
are
never
off
his
lips
,
and
more
than
once
he
has
reproved
me
for
sin
.
"
"
That
’
s
the
lad
.
There
’
s
a
holy
pleasure
to
be
gotten
out
of
hypocrisy
.
And
yet
-
-
and
yet
!
I
’
ll
wager
that
Chasehope
has
no
doubt
but
that
he
is
a
redeemed
soul
,
and
will
get
an
abundant
entrance
at
the
hinder
end
.
That
Kirk
of
yours
has
so
cunningly
twisted
religion
that
a
man
can
grow
fat
in
his
own
sins
and
yet
spend
his
time
denouncing
the
faults
of
others
,
for
he
is
elected
into
grace
,
as
they
call
it
,
and
has
got
some
kind
of
a
title
to
Heaven
.
I
’
m
a
plain
body
that
canna
see
how
God
and
the
Devil
can
be
served
at
the
one
time
,
but
there
’
s
many
a
chiel
makes
a
trade
of
it
.
They
’
ve
gotten
one
creel
that
holds
their
treasure
in
Heaven
,
and
one
full
of
the
lusts
of
the
flesh
,
and
though
they
ettle
to
coup
the
latter
before
the
day
of
death
,
they
are
confident
that
it
winna
canker
what
’
s
in
the
other
creel
.
It
’
s
queer
doctrine
,
and
maybe
I
havena
riddled
it
out
right
,
for
I
’
m
loth
to
believe
that
an
honest
man
could
uphold
it
,
though
I
’
ve
heard
it
often
propounded
with
an
unction
that
made
my
flesh
creep
.
"
"
You
speak
not
of
the
Christian
doctrine
of
election
,
but
of
its
perversion
,
"
said
David
solemnly
.
"
Weel
,
it
’
s
the
perversion
that
has
gotten
the
upper
hand
these
days
.
The
Kirk
has
made
the
yett
of
grace
ower
wide
for
sinful
men
,
and
all
ither
yetts
ower
narrow
.
It
has
banned
innocence
and
so
made
a
calling
of
hypocrisy
,
for
human
nature
is
human
nature
,
and
if
you
tell
a
man
that
ilka
honest
pleasure
is
a
sin
in
God
’
s
sight
,
he
finds
a
way
to
get
the
pleasure
and
yet
keep
the
name
for
godliness
.
And
mind
you
,
the
pleasures
he
enjoys
with
a
doubtful
conscience
will
no
long
be
honest
.
There
will
be
a
drop
of
black
ink
in
the
spring
water
that
makes
it
drumly
,
and
ere
he
kens
he
’
ll
be
seeking
a
stronger
brew
.
The
upshot
will
be
that
folk
who
sit
under
you
in
the
kirk
will
dance
in
the
Wood
on
the
auld
heathen
holy
-
days
,
and
the
man
whose
word
gangs
furthest
with
the
Presbytery
will
be
hugging
lusts
to
his
bosom
that
would
make
a
common
foot
-
sentinel
spew
.
For
they
’
ve
all
their
sure
title
,
as
they
call
it
-
-
they
’
re
all
elected
into
grace
,
so
what
for
should
they
fash
themselves
?
"
Mark
’
s
face
was
smiling
,
but
his
voice
had
a
note
in
it
which
was
not
humour
.
"
You
laugh
,
"
David
cried
,
"
but
I
’
m
nearer
weeping
.
"
