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VIII. The Second Blast
Andwhat’stheupshot?Theydrivethefolktotheirauldwaysandturnthemintilhypocritesasweelassinners."
"Hush,man!"saidthescandalizedDavid."Thatisimpioustalk."
"It’struea’thesame,thoughit’smaybenoforaminister’slugs.TheKirkissetagainstwitchcraft,andeveryweewhileadaftauldwifeisbrunt.But,Godhelpus,that’sbutthefrothonthepat.Na,na,Mr.Sempill.Ifyou’relookin’togettogripswi’theAdversary,it’snothefecklesscamsteeryladyemaunseekthatlikesarandan,orthebitlassiethat’sowerfondtowaitfortheKirk’sblessin’,orthegranniethatswearssheradetoFranceonakail-runt.It’sthedacentbodythatsitsandgranesaneaththepu’pit,andthefosyprofessorthatwagshispowanddeploresthewickednesso’theland.--Yon’sthetruewarlocks.There’ssauntsinScotland,theLordkensandIkenmysel’,butthere’ssomethathaethenameo’sauntsthatwadmaketheDeilspew."
Reiverslawhadrisen,andinhisfacewassuchaflameoffiercehonestythatDavid’sheartkindled.Hehadfoundanally.
"Givemenames,"hecried."Iwilldenouncethesinner,thoughhewereoneofmyownelders."
"Ispeaknaenames.Ihavenaeproof.Butye’veseenyoursel’.Theytellmeyebrokeinonthecovenattheirwark."
"Ihadbutagliskofthem,beforetheybeatthesensesoutofme.ButIintendtogobacktotheWood,andthistimeIshallnotfail."
"Ay.Ye’veastoutheart,Mr.Sempill."
"ButImusthavehelp.OutofthemouthsofwitnessesImustestablishthetruth,andtheinnocentinWoodileeareveryfearful.
