'Tis finished now, barring the paint upon the ships, and, please God, by Monday night we will have it set fair and square in the churchyard, and then the poor lad may rest in peace, knowing he has above him Master Ratsey's best handiwork, and the parson's verses to set forth how shamefully he came to his end.' I thought that Elzevir softened a little as Ratsey spoke of his son, and he said, 'Ay, David rests in peace.

'Tis they that brought him to his end that shall not rest in peace when their time comes.

And it may come sooner than they think,' he added, speaking more to himself than to us.

I knew that he meant Mr.Maskew, and recollected that some had warned the magistrate that he had better keep out of Elzevir's way, for there was no knowing what a desperate man might do.

And yet the two had met since in the village street, and nothing worse come of it than a scowling look from Block.
'Tush, man!' broke in the sexton, 'it was the foulest deed ever man did; but let not thy mind brood on it, nor think how thou mayest get thyself avenged.