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The
night
grew
colder
as
it
advanced
,
and
the
wind
,
which
commonly
he
welcomed
,
now
cut
him
to
the
bone
.
He
drew
his
cloak
round
him
,
and
tried
to
urge
his
horse
to
a
better
pace
.
But
apathy
seemed
to
have
fallen
on
beast
as
well
as
on
master
,
and
it
jogged
funereally
,
as
if
in
no
hurry
to
leave
the
chilly
out
-
of
-
doors
for
the
manse
stable
.
There
was
a
moon
behind
the
flying
rack
of
the
sky
,
and
there
was
light
enough
to
see
the
dark
huddle
of
the
hills
.
Only
where
the
track
dipped
to
the
trees
by
the
river
-
side
was
there
any
depth
of
shadow
.
It
was
in
one
such
patch
of
blackness
that
David
heard
the
sound
of
a
horse
behind
him
.
Presently
the
rider
was
abreast
of
him
,
and
even
in
the
dark
it
seemed
that
he
recognized
him
.
"
Guid
e
’
en
to
ye
,
Mr
.
Sempill
,
"
said
a
voice
,
but
a
gust
of
wind
made
it
hard
to
recognize
it
.
The
new
-
comer
fell
into
step
beside
him
,
and
when
in
a
minute
they
came
out
of
the
trees
,
David
saw
that
it
was
Chasehope
.
"
You
are
late
on
the
road
,
friend
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
had
weighty
business
on
hand
,
"
was
the
answer
.
The
man
was
in
a
good
humour
,
for
he
was
humming
a
tune
.
"
This
has
been
a
waesome
day
for
you
,
Mr
.
Sempill
,
"
he
went
on
.
"
Ye
have
set
yoursel
’
up
against
God
’
s
law
and
man
’
s
law
,
and
ye
have
taken
a
mighty
fall
.
I
bear
no
malice
-
-
though
weel
I
might
if
the
Lord
hadna
gi
’
en
me
grace
to
forgive
.
What
I
have
done
in
your
case
I
have
done
painfully
as
my
solemn
duty
.
But
there
’
s
pardon
even
for
the
chief
of
sinners
,
and
it
’
s
not
to
be
believed
that
one
like
yoursel
’
,
that
had
once
a
title
in
Christ
,
can
be
cast
away
.
Seek
mercy
where
it
is
to
be
found
,
Mr
.
Sempill
.
"
Chasehope
spoke
fast
like
one
under
the
influence
of
drink
,
but
the
man
was
temperate
,
so
it
must
have
been
some
excitement
of
the
spirit
.
In
the
dim
light
David
could
not
see
his
face
,
but
he
knew
the
kind
of
light
that
was
in
his
eye
,
for
he
had
witnessed
it
before
.
"
I
speak
in
all
loving
-
kindness
,
"
he
went
on
.
"
If
ye
’
re
of
the
Elect
,
you
and
me
will
meet
before
the
Throne
.
I
would
hold
out
a
hand
to
a
stumbling
brother
.
"
David
made
no
answer
,
but
his
silence
did
not
check
Chasehope
’
s
flow
,
for
he
seemed
to
be
burdened
with
that
which
must
have
vent
.
"
What
have
ye
made
of
it
wi
’
your
railing
accusations
?
Bethink
ye
of
that
,
Mr
.
Sempill
.
What
has
become
o
’
your
uncovenanted
Reiverslaw
,
and
your
Glee
’
d
Mark
wi
’
his
warlockry
,
and
the
bonny
may
ye
trysted
wi
’
?
Ane
is
vanished
like
a
landlouper
,
and
ane
will
soon
ken
the
wuddy
[
hangman
’
s
rope
]
,
and
ane
is
under
the
mools
.
"
