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Cosmo put down her name and address in his pocket-book, and as he took the loaf, kissed the toil-worn hand that gave it him. She uttered a little cry of remonstrance, threw her apron over her head, and went back to the house, sobbing. The tide rose in Cosmo's heart too, but he left the hamlet eating almost ravenously.
Going down the stairs like a cataract, for not a soul slept in that part but himself, and there was no fear of waking any one, then in like manner down the hill, he reached the place where, with a final dart, the torrent shot into the quiet stream of the valley, in whose channel of rock and gravel it had hollowed a deep basin. This was Cosmo's bath and a splendid one.
The laird drew back his head and looked his son in the face. A heavenly smile crossed the sadness of his countenance, and his wrinkled old hand closed tremulous on Cosmo's shoulder. "They canna tak frae me my son!" he murmured and from that time rarely spoke to him save in the mother-tongue.
There is a far worse death the death that is content and suffers nothing; but annihilation is not death is nothing like it. Cosmo's condition had no evil in it only a ghastly imperfection an abyssmal lack an exhaustion at the very roots of being. God seemed away, as he could never be and be God.
His employers were neither pleasant nor interesting but more from stupidity than anything worse. Had they had some knowledge of Cosmo's history, they would have taken pains to be agreeable to him, for, having themselves nothing else, they made much of birth and family.
Cosmo's warning to them of the necessity of secrecy was superfluous, for the selfishness of human nature never had a better illustration than they afforded.
O God, latna the sunshiny Mammon creep intil my Cosmo's hert an' mak a' mirk; latna the licht that is in him turn to darkness.
As this startling idea gradually took shape, he communicated it to scientific men in all lands, but failed to find a single disciple, except his friend Joseph Smith, who, without being able to follow all his reasonings, accepted on trust the conclusions of Cosmo's more powerful mind. Accordingly, at the end of his investigation, he enlisted Smith as secretary, propagandist, and publicity agent.
"Do you think you could ride on a man's saddle?" "I think so. I could well enough if I were not tired. But let me be quiet a little." They were very near the place where Cosmo's horse must be waiting him. He ran to take him and send the groom home with a message. To Joan it was a terrible moment. Had she, most frightful of thoughts! been acting on a holy faith that yet had no foundation?
The indifference and derision with which Cosmo's predictions and elaborate preparations had hitherto been regarded now vanished, and the world, in spite of itself, shivered with vague apprehension. No reassurances from those savants who still refused to admit the validity of Cosmo Versal's calculations and deductions had any permanent effect upon the public mind.
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