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Martin, Caleb touched his old hat and slouched away.


CHAPTER VI
YEA-VERILY AND BABS

We will have a swashing and a martial outside.
--As You Like It.
The direct influence of good women is the greatest of
all forces under Divine Grace for making good men.
--KNOX LITTLE.
Never had that much-loved hymn "The Pilgrims of the Night" sounded
so flatly and discordantly in Anna's ears as when she listened to
Caleb's monotonous croak; but her sense of irritation changed to
alarm when Mrs. Martin suddenly shook her fist at the open door and
vanished. Malcolm, who promptly followed her, was just in time to
see her shaking the cobbler by his coat-collar, much after the
fashion of a terrier shaking a rat.
"Are you a born natural?" she screamed. "Pilgrims of the night,
indeed! I'll pilgrim you, you chuckle-headed idiot. Here are your
betters trying to make themselves heard." Then Caleb slowly
unstopped his ears, and rose rather stiffly to his feet.
"You have got no call to be so violent, Kezia," he returned meekly.


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