"What I say is," he went on, "if a feller like Mack goes to hell, then there ain't any.

At least none to scare me.

Where Mack is will be good enough for me.

What do you say, boss ?" "Be quiet, man," said Macdonald Bhain, gravely, but kindly.

"Do you not know you are near to blasphemy there?
But I forgive you for the sore heart you have; and about poor Mack yonder, no one will be able to say for certain.