Adam Hepburn's Vow: A Tale of Kirk and Covenant — John Shaqi
Adam Hepburn's Vow: A Tale of Kirk and CovenantSwan, Annie S.
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Adam Hepburn's Vow: A Tale of Kirk and Covenant
Swan, Annie S.
Covenanters -- Fiction; Scotland -- History -- 17th century -- Fiction
"Would it not have been a much more satisfactory state of things had you
quietly acquiesced in the desires of the king, without having to be
brought under this humiliating ban?" said Haughhead presently. "You are
still a young man, and ought to have been guided by the counsels of your
elders."
"Mr. Burnet, do you think that, though still a young man, I have neither
opinions nor conscience of my own?" enquired David Gray, hotly, for his
quick temper was touched by the manner and words addressed to him.
"A conscience is a very good thing within certain bounds, young man,"
said Gilbert Burnet, drily. "I suppose now you will be halting still
betwixt two alternatives. Perhaps the wording of the Act is not yet
plain enough for your understanding."
"Sir, I know not why you should address such insulting and extraordinary
remarks to me. I fear I must have fallen far short of my profession as
a minister of the Gospel that you should entertain for me so small a
measure of respect," said the minister of Broomhill, with quiet but
rebuking dignity. "I am halting betwixt no two alternatives. As I have
hitherto refused to acknowledge the bishop as the head of the Church, so
I refuse still, at any cost. Come what may, I humbly pray that I may be
accounted worthy to suffer for Him who is the true and only head of the
Church on earth."
A flush of anger overspread the face of Gilbert Burnet.
"So, sir, it was for this I gave my daughter to you," he said slowly.
"Know this, if you still persist in your mad and bigoted resolve, I will
remove her and her children to my own house of Haughhead, and you will
see them no more."
"You have no power to do that, sir, except Lilian go with you of her own
free will," said the minister, quietly. "I cannot think that she would
consent to be entirely separated from me."
"We will see, we will see," fumed the irate Laird of Haughhead. "I will
away home, and see what her mother says to it; no, I’ll not wait to see
Lilian, so good day to you, David Gray."
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