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VII. The First Blast
Isummonnowinthisplaceallpoordeludedsinnerstoconfessionandrepentance,forinthestrengthoftheLordIwillgoforward,andwoebetothosethathardentheirhearts."
Buthiswordsseemedtobedrivenbackuponhimbythesteelysilence.Hesawhiselders--theheavywhitefaceofChasehope,thelongsanctimoniousjowlofPeterPennecuik,theimpishmouthofSpotswoodthemillernowcomposedinanaliengravity,thedarksullennessofMirehope--theyrelishedhisvigour,buttheireyeswerehardasstones.Andthefolkbehindthem,menandwomen,oldandyoung,wereattentivelyapathetic.Therewasnoneofthecryingandweepingandthespasmsofconvictionwhichhadattendedthefast-dayserviceoftheministerofBold.Weretheyacongregationofinnocentstowhomhissummonshadnoapplication?Orweretheysothirledtotheirevil-doingthathisappealswerenomorethananidlewind?
HisSessioncongratulatedhimonhisdiscourse.
"Yehadagaleonyourspiritthisday,Mr.Sempill,"saidChasehope."Yonwasafinewafto’theWordyegie’dus,andit’stobehopedthatitwillbeblessedtomany."
AsDavidlookedatthepalecheeksandtheredhairofthemanhehadasuddenassurance.Itwasamildday,butEphraimCairdworeastripofflannelasifhewerenursingacold.Andwastherenotadiscolorationoftheskinaroundhisfleshyjawandadarkbruisebelowhisleftear?
NextdayDavidsoughtoutAmosRitchie,thesmith.HelearnedthatthemanwasonajobatNetherWindyways,andhewatchedforhimonthehill-roadashereturnedintheevening.