The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1893-02-12
DAVID BALFOUR.
N EosEsr LOUIS STEVENSON.


Copyright 1884. b. Robert Louis ssevsnson.l
CHAPTER XVL.-THR Mrss1Ho WrrxHss.
On the 18th, the day I was trysted with
the writer, had much rebellion against
tate. The thought Of him waiting in the
kings Arms, and Of what he would think.
and what he would say when next We met.
sprmented and oppressed me. The truth
~as unbelievable. 20 much had to grant,
and il seemed cruel hard 1 should be
t,osted - . liar and . coward, and have
never consciously omitted what it was pos
sible that ! should do. ! repeated this
form of words with kind of bitter relish,
and re-examined in that light the steps of
my behavior. It seemed had behaved to
James Stewart - brother might; all the
last was . picture that could be proud
Of, and there was only the present to con-
slider. could not swim the sea, nor yet
fly in the air. but there was always Andie
bad done him service, he liked me;
had lever there to work on; If il were
just for decency, must try once more
with Andie.
1t was late afternoon: there was no
sound in all the Bass but the lap and
bubble Of very quiet sea: and my four
companions were all crept apart. the four
Macgregors higher on the rock, and Andie
with his Bible to sunny place among the
ruins; there found him in deep sleep.
and, - soon as he was awake. appealed to
hum with some fervor Of manner and .
sgo0d show of argument.
eff THOUGHT it was to do guild to ye,
sShawsl' said he, staring at me over his
sspectacles.
"It's to save another" said I, land to
redeem my word. What would be more
good than that? Do ye no mind the Scrip
. ture. Andie? And you with the Book
: apon your lapl what shall 1t profit .
man ii he gain tho whole worldf'"
: "Ay," said he. ''that's grand for You.
: hut where do come in? have my word
! to redeem the same's yourself. And what
are ye asking me to do but just to sell it
ye for siller7''
"Andiei have named the name of sill
Ter :" cried I.
lou. the names naething," said he;
s'the thing is there. whatever. 1t just
comes to this: If I arm to service W
tho way that you propose I'll lose my
iilihood. Then it's clear yen have to
make it up to me, and pickle mair, for
your ain credit like. And what's that but
gust bribef And il ever l was certain of
AUG OEIU0I OOt Oy q That i C8u learn IL D
lar frae that; and if you were to hang,
where would BET Ma; the things no
possible. And Just AVA wi 70 like Q
bonny ladl and let Andis read his chap
ter"
: remember was ct bottom . good deal
grati6cd with this result; and the next
humor fell into Was one Il had near
said) Of gratitude to Prestongrange, who
|. had saved me In his violent, illegal man
ner ont Of the midst Of my dangers. temp
tations and perplexities. But this was
both too dimsy and too cowardly to
last mo long, and the remembrance of
James began to succeed to the possession
of my spirits. The 21st, the day set for
the trial, passed in such misery of mind
AS can scarce recall to have endured,
save perhaps upon Isle Eanaid only. Much
Of the time lay on Q brae-side betwixt
sleep and waking. my body motionless, my
mind full of violent thoughts. Sometimes I
slept indeed; but the Courthouse of lnver-
airy and the prisoner glancing on all sides
to find his missing witness followed me in
slumber, and would wake again with a
start to darkness of spirit and distress of
body. thought Andie seemed to observe
me, but paid him little heed. Verify.
my bread was bitter to me and my days q
burthen.
Early the next morning (Friday, 22d) a
boat came with provisions. and Andie
placed packet In my hand. The cover