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"
Do
ye
daur
to
threaten
me
-
-
?
"
"
I
threaten
no
man
,
but
God
threatens
you
.
"
"
Awa
’
wi
’
you
!
I
have
a
firm
assurance
.
And
if
ye
daur
lift
hand
on
me
-
-
"
"
Be
comforted
.
My
hand
will
not
be
lifted
.
"
The
man
seemed
to
recover
his
composure
,
for
he
edged
his
horse
nearer
and
thrust
forward
his
face
.
"
Ye
’
ve
aye
hated
me
.
I
could
see
it
in
your
een
the
first
day
at
the
manse
.
"
"
I
have
never
hated
you
.
There
is
no
man
living
in
whose
company
I
would
rather
ride
this
night
.
I
love
you
so
dearly
that
I
would
save
your
soul
.
"
"
You
to
speak
of
savin
’
souls
!
"
Chasehope
began
,
and
then
stopped
.
For
there
was
something
in
David
which
struck
a
chill
even
to
his
excited
mind
.
The
quiet
masterful
voice
cut
into
his
wild
gabble
like
iron
into
peat
.
If
there
was
madness
in
the
man
,
there
was
a
fiercer
madness
in
the
minister
,
for
in
the
last
minutes
David
’
s
weakness
had
fallen
from
him
like
rags
,
and
he
had
quickened
to
a
flaming
zeal
.
It
was
a
flame
of
such
heat
that
it
burned
calmly
,
but
the
glow
of
it
,
radiating
from
him
,
made
the
other
’
s
mere
wildfire
.
David
spoke
no
further
word
,
but
a
nervous
restlessness
came
upon
Chasehope
.
He
blustered
and
bragged
.
See
to
what
a
pitch
of
esteem
he
had
come
from
following
the
narrow
way
!
And
he
whined
.
He
had
the
frailty
of
all
mortals
,
but
it
was
atoned
for
by
the
imputed
righteousness
of
his
Redeemer
.
He
seemed
to
long
for
a
word
of
confirmation
,
and
he
pawed
at
the
minister
’
s
sleeve
.
But
no
answer
came
,
and
the
silence
of
the
other
began
to
unnerve
him
.
His
voice
had
a
startled
note
,
he
quoted
texts
as
if
they
were
supplications
to
the
stony
impassiveness
of
his
companion
.
When
his
horse
stumbled
and
he
almost
collided
with
the
minister
,
he
cried
out
suddenly
,
as
if
in
fear
.
