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XVII. Woodilee and Calidon
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"Iamsetaboutwithperplexities,andthehandsofmanyareagainstme.ButIhaveKatrineonmyside--andIwasinhopesthatImighthaveyou,mistress."
"I’mnoagainstye,"shesaid,andtherewaskindnessinhereye."Neverthinkthat.I’veheardtheclasho’thecountryandI’veriddleditout,andbymywayo’tye’vetakentherichtroad.IkennochtabouttheWud,butIkensomethingo’thetodsandfoumartso’Woodilee,andforthebusinesso’glee’dMarkKerrit’snoaHawkshaworaYesteroraSaintserfwouldcastastoneatye.Butit’ssolemntruththatye’vegottenonthewrangsideo’theKirk,andtheKirkisyourcalling,Mr.David....YemaunkenthatI’vehadmonyacrackwi’ourMr.Jamesanentye,andifit’sthepureGospelwordI’mseekin’it’stohimI’llgangandnotoKirkAller.I’lltellyewhathesaid.’Mr.David,’sayshe,’hashisplewonthewrangrig.Hewadhaemadeagrandsodger,andifhehadbeenapapisthewadhaemadeaguidmonk.Hehasthemakingso’asaintandhehasthemakingso’awarrior,butamanseisnotheplaceforhim.For,’saysMr.James,’hecanna,likeme,withdrawhimsel’intohiscloset--heisowerhaleo’bodyandhetinspiritforthat--andhecannawalkdoucelyastheKirkordains.Forifheseeswranghemaunsetitricht,thoughtheKirktellshimtobidestill,andhe’llnoputhisconscienceinthekeepingo’onyPresbytery.He’sowerstaunchaPresbyterian,’sayshe,’fortheKirkofScotlandasatpresentguidit,whilkisakindo’Paperywi’fiftyPapesinsteado’ane.