"O Faithful and True," he broke out once more as he reached his own
house; but checked himself abruptly, saying, "Tut, tut, the fowk'll think I
hae been drinkin'!--Eh," he continued to himself as he went in, "gien I
micht but ance hear the name that no man kens but Himsel!"
The next day he was very tired, and could get through but little work; so,
on the Tuesday he felt it would be right to take a holiday. Therefore he
put a large piece of oatcake in his pocket, and telling Maggie he was going
to the hills, "to do nae thing and a'thing, baith at ance, a' day,"
disappeared with a backward look and lingering smile.
He went brimful of expectation, and was not disappointed in those he met by
the way.
After walking some distance in quiescent peace, and having since noontide
met no one--to use his own fashion of speech--by which he meant that no
special thought had arisen uncalled-for in his mind, always regarding such
a thought as a word direct from the First Thought, he turned his steps
toward Stonecross.
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