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XII. The Man with the Squint
Ifthethingoffendsyou,Iwillevennow,beforeitislight,carrythemantotheGreenshiel..."
"Abonnygaitthatwadbe.Theavengerofbloodwillbechappin’onyhouratRichie’sdoor,andthere’snaespaceattheGreenshieltohideamouse.Na,na,I’mnodenyin’yourduty,Mr.David.Thereneverwaswomanyet,youngorauld,thatwasill-settoasodger,forbyeyonrandyJael,whamaunhaebeenanuncotrialtoherman.Andtheladupbyeseemsadecentbody,thoughheskellies[squints]sairwi’hisleftee.I’sedoyourbidding,sir,andIhopeitwinnabeaccountedtomeforsin."
"Canwekeephimherewithoutanyoneknowingofit?"
"Brawly.Thefolko’Woodileearesweirtocomenearthemansethaedays.They’refearedo’theglowertheymichtgetfromyou."
"ButifLeslie’stroopersarriveandoffertosearch--?"
"I’llsearchthem!I’sewarrantI’dbedounonthemwithmytenfingerslikeagledonpoutry.IsobelVeitchwilllearnthegodlessloonstomak’freewiththehouseo’amano’God.Andmind,sir,ifonybodyspeirs,yemaunbrazenlikeapackman.Bleezeawa’abouttheneedcessityo’speedintheguidcauseandsendthemontheirwaystoClyde,andmaybeye’llbesparedthesino’actualleein’."
"IfneedbeIwillnotshrinkfromthefalseword,whichwillbeforgiveninthecauseofmercy."
"Fine,sir."Isobelgrinnedappreciativelyonhim;forthisconfederacyseemedtohaveendedtheestrangementbetweenservantandmaster."There’samanahinttheministerinyou,whilkismairthanyecansayforthefecko’thePresbytery
