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VI. The Black Wood by Night
Hebegantoguessatitsmembershipbytheeyes.Somelookedhimfranklyintheface,andthesewerenotalwaysthebestreputed.AmosRitchie,theblacksmith,forinstance--hewasaprofaneswearer,andwassometimesovertakenindrink--andthefarmerofReiverslawhad,inadditiontothelatterfailing,aviolenttemper,whichmadehimfearedandhated.Yetthesetwofacedhimlikefreemen.Buttherewereothers,whosespeechwasoftenthemostdevout,whoseemedtohaveshuttersdrawnovertheireyesandtomovestealthilyontiptoe.
Woodileewasamazinglywell-conducted,andthePoorBoxreceivedthescantiestrevenueinpenalties.Apartfromthelawlessbirthsinthewinter,therewerefewapparentbackslidings.Davidrarelymetyoungladsandlassesattheirhoydenishcourtingsinthegloamings.Oathswereneverheard,andiftherewasdrunkennessitwasdoneinsecret.NotoftenwasaSabbath-breakerbeforetheSession,andtherewerenofinesforslackattendanceatthekirk.ButasDavidwatchedthepeoplethrongingtoserviceontheSabbath,thegirlsintheircleanlinen,walkingbarefootandonlyputtingonshoesatthekirkyardgate,themenindecenthomespunandbroadbonnets,theoldwivesintheirwhitemutches--ashelookeddownfromthepulpitontheshouldersbentwithtoil,theheavyfeatureshardenedtoastiffdecorum,theeyesfixeddullyonhisface--hehadthesensethathewaslookingonmasks.ThereallifeofWoodileewasshuttohim."Yearemypeople,"hetoldhimselfbitterly,"andIknowyenot."
Thiswasnottrueofall.