"No that, my lord," said Duncan, "but just that nothing that is mortal is perfect blessedness, except what is said in the psalm, 'that man--that walketh not astray.' Life is a struggle for the like of us, and maybe for most other folk. We have just to put the evil and the good against one another, and rejoice when the good is a wee predominant over the evil." He used longer words perhaps than an Englishman of his rank would have used; and there was a something of Celtic fine manners and natural dignity about him which gave importance to his speech. "That means--a compromise: no ideal in this world, no absolute good, but only a practicable something that we can get along with." Walter said this with a scorn of it, yet growing belief in it, which gave strange vehemence to his tone. He did not expect his rustic companion to understand him, nor did he think of any response. "It is just this, sir," said Duncan, "that here we have nae continuing ceety, but look for one to come." END OF VOL. II. * * * * * [Transcriber's Note: Hyphen variations left as printed.] [The end of _The Wizard's Son, Volume 2_ by Margaret Oliphant] End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Wizard's Son, Vol. 2(of 3), by Margaret Oliphant