What would the Person you are speaking of have
me do?"
"That is not for me to say, my lord."
"You could give me a hint."
"No. God is telling you Himself. For me to presume to tell you would
be to interfere with Him. What He would have a man do He lets him know
in his mind."
"But what if I had not made up my mind before the last came?"
"Then I fear He would say to you, 'Depart from me, thou worker of
iniquity.'"
"That would be hard when another minute might have done it."
"If another minute would have done it, you would have had it."
A paroxysm of pain followed, during which Mr. Graham silently left
him.
CHAPTER LXX.
END OR BEGINNING?
When the fit was over and he found Mr. Graham was gone, he asked
Malcolm, who had resumed his watch, how long it would take Lady
Florimel to come from Edinburgh.
"Mr. Crathie left wi' fower horses frae the Lossie Airms last nicht,
my lord," said Malcolm; "but the ro'ds are ill, an' she winna be here
afore some time the morn."
The marquis stared aghast: they had sent for her without his orders.
"What _shall_ I do?" he murmured. "If once I look in her eyes, I shall
be damned.--Malcolm!"
"Yes, my lord."
"Is there a lawyer in Portlossie?"
"Yes, my lord: there's auld Maister Carmichael."
"He won't do: he was my brother's rascal. Is there no one besides?"
"No in Portlossie, my lord. There can be nane nearer than Duff Harbor,
I doobt.
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