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Redgauntlet

INTRODUCTION
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For I tell thee, friend, that though there is as great a difference between thee and one of our people as there is between a lion and a sheep, yet I know and believe thou hast so much of the lion in thee, that thou wouldst scarce employ thy strength and thy rage upon that which professeth no means of resistance.

Report says so much good of thee, at least, if it says little more.' 'Time will try,' answered the fisherman; 'and hark thee, Joshua, before we part I will put thee in the way of doing one good deed, which, credit me, is better than twenty moral speeches.

Here is a stranger youth, whom Heaven has so scantily gifted with brains, that he will bewilder himself in the Sands, as he did last night, unless thou wilt kindly show him the way to Shepherd's Bush; for I have been in vain endeavouring to make him comprehend the road thither.

Hast thou so much charity under thy simplicity, Quaker, as to do this good turn ?' 'Nay, it is thou, friend,' answered Joshua, 'that dost lack charity, to suppose any one unwilling to do so simple a kindness.' 'Thou art right--I should have remembered it can cost thee nothing.
Young gentlemen, this pious pattern of primitive simplicity will teach thee the right way to the Shepherd's Bush--aye, and will himself shear thee like a sheep, if you come to buying and selling with him.' He then abruptly asked me, how long I intended to remain at Shepherd's Bush.
I replied, I was at present uncertain--as long probably, as I could amuse myself in the neighbourhood.
'You are fond of sport ?' he added, in the same tone of brief inquiry.
I answered in the affirmative, but added, I was totally inexperienced.
'Perhaps if you reside here for some days,' he said, 'we may meet again, and I may have the chance of giving you a lesson.' Ere I could express either thanks or assent, he turned short round with a wave of his hand by way of adieu, and rode back to the verge of the dell from which we had emerged together; and as he remained standing upon the banks, I could long hear his voice while he shouted down to those within its recesses.
Meanwhile the Quaker and I proceeded on our journey for some time in silence; he restraining his sober-minded steed to a pace which might have suited a much less active walker than myself, and looking on me from time to time with an expression of curiosity, mingled with benignity.

For my part, I cared not to speak first.


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