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His conscience was troublin' him all the time for keepin' the bank job, for sailin' under false colors in your eyes and your dad's. He was workin' and pinchin' to pay the two thousand to the man in Middleford. He had hangin' over him every minute the practical certainty that some day some day sure a person was comin' along who knew his story and then the fat would all be in the fire.
He'd picked 'em all up, every bit o' worryin', prickin', hurtin' little thing, and he'd piled 'em up on his back till he had a big bundle that he allers carried about and never forgot for a minute. He was f'rever lookin' out for sech troublin' things, too, and he'd see 'em way ahead on him in his road, and sometimes he'd think he see 'em when there wa'n't any there't all.
I tell him whiles that we'd meet an' we'd greet whaur the elders cease frae troublin' them's the poet's words." We were now some two miles or so from the town and the church wherein he exercised his gifts and magnified his office; and my rugged friend, dismissing the elders for the time, reverted to the inquiry he had seen fit previously to ignore. "Ye were askin' me aboot the kirk."
Although a day had elapsed, he found the old man still complaining of illness, which, he said, would have been more serious had he not taken medicine. "My mind, however," said he, "is what's troublin' me. There's a battle goin' on within me. At one time I'm delighted, but the delight doesn't give me pleasure long, for then, again, I feel a weight over me that's worse than death.
Because 'e carries on so, all about a Eve w'y, theer ain't a woman breathin' as is worth a man's troublin' 'is lead over, no, nor never will be yet 'ere's Black Jarge ready ah! an' more than willin' to get 'isself 'ung, an' all for a wench a Eve " "Get, himself hanged?" I repeated.
She also dealt in rags and bones in a small way, and so managed to get a living, as she said, "beawt troublin' onybody for charity." She said it was a thing that folk had to wait a good deal out in the cold for. It was market-day, and there were many country people in Preston.
It was an absolutely perfect clay, as shiny as the black ball at Pool. I took it reverently, but I was firm. "Will you tell us about the ghost-fight if I do?" I said. "Is ut the shtory that's troublin' you? Av course I will. I mint to all along. I was only gettin' at ut my own way, as Popp Doggle said whin they found him thrying to ram a cartridge down the muzzle. Orth'ris, fall away!"
What is it you wish? 'I ax yer pardon; I oughtn't to intrude upon yez, 'But what is it, Patrick? 'Well, yer honor, it isn't for the likes o' me to be comin' troublin' yer honor. 'But tell me what you want, Pat. 'Well, yer honor, I came to see ye about a friend of mine as met wid an accident. 'An accident? said Mr.
"Grandaddy and me used to talk by the hour about comin' back to Forest Glen. And I always wanted to get back that bad it made me sick. But now I think I'd sooner not see the old place, because he can't see it too." Elizabeth's forced calm was forsaking her. The tears welled up in her eyes. "Ye're not well yourself to-day, Lizzie," whispered Eppie. "What's troublin'?"
"From Labe Ginn," he observed. "Nobody else in Scarford that I know would spell Daniel with two 'l's and no 'i. What's troublin' Laban? Somethin' about the house, I presume likely." He leisurely tore open the envelope. The letter was a lengthy one, scrawled upon a half dozen sheets of cheap note paper. The handwriting was almost as unique as the spelling, which is saying considerable.
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