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CHAPTER IV
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Thou wilt hae to lead the prayer theesel' to-night; dinna forget me.

I'm as innocent o' this matter as Christine is; mak up thy mind on that." "God go wi' thee, John.

A' the men i' Orkney can do nae mair than they may against thee." "It's an unco grief an' shame to me," said Tulloch, "but the Sabays hae aye been a thorn i' the flesh to me, an' John's the last o' them, the last o' them!" "Thou art makin' thy count without Providence, Tulloch.

There's mair Sabays than Tullochs; for there's Ane for them that counts far beyont an' above a' that can be against them.

Now, thou step aff my honest hearthstane--there is mair room for thee without than within." Then John held his mother's and sister's hands a moment, and there was such _virtue_ in the clasp, and such light and trust in their faces, that it was impossible for him not to catch hope from them.


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