"Presently Anton returned, striding back to where I sat upon David Jamie his back.
"'Rise!' he said. And that was all he said.
"But he took his foot and turned the bit clerk over, pulling him out of the moss with a cloop like the cork being drawn out of a brisk bottle of small ale.
"'David, lad, do ye renounce John Gib and all his ways?'
"The limber-limbed student looked doubtful, but the sight of the cudgel and the distant sound of the sweet singing of Muckle John decided him.
"'Ay,' he said. 'I am content to renounce them and him.'
"'See ye and stick to it then!' said Anton, and went after Walter Ker and John Young, who stood together as though they had gotten a dead stroke.
"'Ye saw visions, did ye?' he said. 'See ye if this be a vision?'
"And he gave them certain dour strokes on their bodies, for they were strong carles and could bide the like—not like the poor feckless loon of a colleger.
"'Did ye see a light shining in the moss late yestreen?' he asked them.