The sky was assuming a faint grayish tinge, as if the dawn were near.

The vanishing of that spectral figure relieved us greatly, while the steady coming of daylight revived those spirits upon which the haunted night had rested grimly.

Nevertheless I felt it incumbent to speak somewhat harshly to the yet sulking sectary for such untimely uproar.
"Did you mistake this for a conventicle, Master Cairnes," I asked grimly, "an assembly of crop-eared worshippers, that you venture to lift your voice in such a howl when you wake?
It will be better if you learn to keep still at such a time, if you hope to companion long with me." "You!" he scarcely deigned to lift his eyes to regard me.

"You are but an unbelieving and damned heretic.

Had it not been in all the earnestness of a contrite spirit I besought the Lord in prayer, wrestling even as did David of old, 'tis not likely the foul fiend I beheld on yonder crest would have departed so easily.