"Do not speak like that, Hugh," he said, his voice breaking suddenly.

And then he drew away his arm as if ashamed of his emotion, and said, with kindly dignity, "Please God, you will see many days yet, and see your boy come to honor among men." But Black Hugh only shook his head in silence.
Before they came to the door, Macdonald Bhain said, with seeming indifference, "You have not been to church since you got up, Hugh.

You will be going to-morrow, if it is a fine day ?" "It is too long a walk, I doubt," answered his brother.
"That it is, but Yankee will drive you in his buckboard," said Macdonald Bhain.
"In the buckboard ?" said Macdonald Dubh.

"And, indeed, I was never in a buckboard in my life." "It is not too late to begin to-morrow," said his brother, "and it will do you good." "I doubt that," said Black Hugh, gloomily.

"The church will not be doing me much good any more." "Do not say such a thing; and Yankee will drive you in his buckboard to-morrow." His brother did not promise, but next day the congregation received a shock of surprise to see Macdonald Dubh walk down the aisle to his place in the church.