"
Davie was silent. His conscience reproved him, as the conscience of
a true-hearted boy will reprove him at the very mention of the name
of God, until he sets himself consciously to do his will. Donal
said no more, and they went for their walk.
CHAPTER XVI.
COLLOQUIES.
In the evening Donal went to see Andrew Comin.
"Weel, hoo are ye gettin' on wi' the yerl?" asked the cobbler.
"You set me a good example of saying nothing about him," answered
Donal; "and I will follow it--at least till I know more: I have
scarce seen him yet."
"That's right!" returned the cobbler with satisfaction. "I'm
thinkin' ye'll be ane o' the feow 'at can rule their ane hoose--that
is, haud their ain tongues till the hoor for speech be come. Stick
ye to that, my dear sir, an' mair i'll be weel nor in general is
weel."
"I'm come to ye for a bit o' help though; I want licht upon a
queston 'at 's lang triblet me.--What think ye?--hoo far does the
comman' laid upo' 's, as to warfare 'atween man an' man, reach? Are
we never ta raise the han' to human bein', think ye?"
"Weel, I hae thoucht a heap aboot it, an' I daurna say 'at I'm jist
absolute clear upo' the maitter. But there may be pairt clear whaur
a' 's no clear; an' by what we un'erstan' we come the nearer to what
we dinna un'erstan'. There's ae thing unco plain--'at we're on no
accoont to return evil for evil: onybody 'at ca's himsel' a
Christian maun un'erstan' that muckle.
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