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The
two
men
were
on
their
feet
,
David
white
with
wrath
,
and
the
face
of
the
other
mottled
with
a
like
passion
.
"
You
rebellious
schismatic
,
"
the
minister
of
Kirk
Aller
cried
,
when
a
knock
at
the
door
called
both
to
a
sense
of
the
proprieties
.
It
was
the
minister
’
s
man
,
who
entered
with
a
letter
held
reverently
with
the
tips
of
his
fingers
.
"
A
dispatch
,
sir
,
from
Embro
.
Brocht
this
moment
by
a
mounted
messenger
,
wha
wouldna
stay
for
meat
,
but
maun
post
off
doun
the
water
.
"
When
the
man
retired
,
Mr
.
Muirhead
,
still
standing
and
puffing
heavily
,
broke
the
seal
.
He
seemed
to
have
trouble
with
the
contents
,
for
he
moved
his
spectacles
,
took
them
off
and
rubbed
them
,
and
then
re
-
read
the
missive
.
His
eyes
stared
,
his
face
paled
,
and
then
at
the
last
perusal
reddened
again
.
He
turned
to
David
in
a
flame
of
temper
.
"
The
Kirk
must
suffer
for
you
and
your
like
,
"
he
cried
.
"
The
Lord
had
prepared
an
abundant
mercy
,
whilk
has
been
denied
us
because
of
the
hardness
of
our
hearts
Wae
’
s
me
,
wae
’
s
me
for
the
puir
sheep
that
have
sic
faithless
shepherds
!
The
auld
and
the
bauld
and
the
leal
-
hearted
must
go
down
because
of
conceited
halflings
like
you
that
are
Achans
in
the
camp
.
"
"
You
speak
in
riddles
,
sir
,
"
said
David
,
whose
sudden
anger
had
gone
at
the
spectacle
of
this
strange
transformation
.
"
It
’
s
a
riddle
you
’
ll
read
or
you
’
re
a
month
older
in
letters
of
blood
and
fire
.
.
.
.
Riddle
,
says
you
?
The
riddle
is
why
the
Almighty
should
give
our
covenanted
Kirk
sic
a
back
-
cast
of
His
hand
,
and
to
that
you
maybe
ken
the
answer
.
Our
deliverance
has
most
lamentably
miscarried
,
and
our
bondage
is
waxed
more
grievous
.
Get
out
of
my
sight
,
for
I
must
be
about
the
Lord
’
s
business
,
and
there
will
be
no
rest
for
Mungo
Muirhead
this
many
a
day
.
You
have
defied
me
,
but
wait
on
and
see
if
you
can
defy
your
Creator
.
"
"
You
have
had
bad
tidings
?
"
"
Bad
,
says
you
?
Ay
,
bad
for
God
’
s
people
and
God
’
s
Kirk
,
but
they
’
re
maybe
blithe
tidings
for
a
schismatic
like
yourself
.
You
’
ll
maybe
get
Left
-
handed
Coll
and
his
Irishry
to
purge
your
parish
and
burn
the
honest
folk
with
whilk
you
are
unworthily
blessed
.
Awa
’
to
Montrose
,
man
,
for
yon
’
s
the
lad
for
you
!
"
