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There had been a growing, though it was still a vague sense, in Alec's mind, that he was not doing well; and this rebuke of Thomas Crann brought it full into the light of his own consciousness. From that day he worked better. Mr Malison saw the change, and acknowledged it.
The duty, therefore, that lay upon every member, next to the cleanness of his own garments-�that of keeping the church pure and unspotted�-was hard to fulfil, and no one was ready to undertake it but Thomas Crann. For what a spot was here! And Thomas knew his Lord's will. Neither was the duty so unpleasant to Thomas's oppositive nature, as it would have been to a man of easier temperament.
And yet here's the congregation dwin'lin' awa', and the church itsel' like naething but bees efter the brunstane. I say there's an Ahchan i' the camp�-a Jonah i' the vessel�-a son o' Saul i' the kingdom o' Dawvid�-a Judas amo' the twal'�-a�-" "Hoots! Thomas Crann; ye're no pittin' a' thae gran' names upo' that puir feckless body, Rob Bruce, are ye?"
"I reckon ye know, too, ez Loralindy hed no eyes nor ears fur ennybody else whilst he war hyar but then he war good-lookin' an' saaft-spoken fur true! An' now he hev writ a letter ter her!" Crann grinned as Kinnicutt inadvertently gasped. "How do you uns know that!" the young man hoarsely demanded, with a challenging accent of doubt, yet prescient despair.
But there was one man who knew more about such secret things, she fully believed, than any man alive; and that man was Thomas Crann. Thomas was a rather dreadful man, with his cold eyes, high shoulders, and wheezing breath; and Annie was afraid of him.
Amongst the religious, there was, at least, one exception, too; but he had no children of his own, and had a fancy for Alec Forbes. That exception was Thomas Crann, the stone-mason. Thomas Crann was building a house; for he was both contractor in a small way, it is true, not undertaking to do anything without the advance of a good part of the estimate and day-labourer at his own job.
Alec Forbes was to Thomas Crann as it were the representative of all his unsaved brothers and sisters of the human race, for whose sakes he, like the apostle Paul, would have gladly undergone what he dreaded for them. He went to see his mother; said "Hoo are ye, mem?" sat down; never opened his lips, except to utter a few commonplaces; rose and left her�-a little comforted.
"I care naething aboot it. But there's Thamas Crann jist eatin' his ain hert. It's a sin to lat sic a man live in sic distress." "'Deed is't. He's a gude man that. And he's been verra kin' to oor Annie, Mr Cupples,�-I'll do as ye say. Whan do ye want it?" "This verra nicht."
Tibbie's blind face was turned towards the sun; and her hands were busy as ants with her knitting needles, for she was making a pair of worsted stockings for Annie against the winter. No one could fit stockings so well as Tibbie. "Wha's that comin', lassie?" she asked. Annie, who had heard no one, glanced round, and, rising, said, "It's Thomas Crann." "That's no Thomas Crann," rejoined Tibbie.
With a burning desire for the safety of their neighbours, they took upon them the strongest words of rebuke and condemnation, so that one might have thought they were revelling in the idea of the vengeance at hand, instead of striving for the rescue of their neighbours from the wrath to come. Among these were Thomas Crann and his minister, Mr Turnbull.
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