Chapter 1
_ CHAPTER ONE.
"Was she wrong?
Is it wrong in the bird to escape from the snare of the fowler?
Is it wrong in the hunted deer to flee to the screening thicket?"
Mr Hadden was standing at the open door of the manse, waiting patiently, while his housekeeper adjusted his grey plaid on his shoulders in preparation for a long ride over the hills. His faithful Barbara was doing her part protesting, but she was doing it carefully and well.
"Such a day as it is!" said she. "Such a time of rain! Indeed, sir, I canna think it right for you to go so far. Mightna ye just bide still at home till they come to the kirkyard?"
But the minister shook his head. "I will need to go, Barbara. Think of poor Allison Bain on this sorrowful day."
"Ay, poor Allie! I‘m wae for her this sorrowful day, as ye say. Greatly she‘ll need a good word spoken to her. But in a‘ the rain--and at your age--"
"Ay! I am a good ten years older than the man we are to lay in the grave.

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