He raised his eyebrows, "Read it, man;—read it."
"It will do later, Mr. Auld;—there is no hurry."
He shook his old, grey head in surprise.
"Well,—well,—well," he exclaimed.
"Have you visited the Clarks yet, George?" he asked after a pause.
"Yes!"
"And what did you find there?"
"Discord," I answered.
"So you know all about it, eh!"
"You are a minister of God, Mr. Auld; you have influence with such a man as Andrew Clark. Surely you can move him from the damnable position he has taken up?"