“You don't happen to know just what the doings were?”
“Well, no, I don't, Squire. But they was doun's to deceive the very elec', from all I hearn.”
“That's just what Hingston and Enraghty both are—the very elect. What deceived them?”
“Oh, pshaw, now, Squire! You know I don't mean they were deceived! That's just a Bible sayin'. You see, Brother Briggs was sick and Brother Enraghty went along with Dylks and Brother Hingston to preach in his place.”
“Couldn't Dylks have done the preaching?”
“I reckon he could. But there was three 'p'intments, and may be Dylks couldn't fill 'em all, and may be he didn't want to. Fust Brother Enraghty preached in the Temple at Seneca, and then at Brother Christhaven's house off south of that, and then at David Mason's, the local preacher; but Brother Mason has got the consumption, and he couldn't preach, so Brother Enraghty had to do all the preachun'.”
“I see. Well?”
“Well, that wasn't anything out o' the common, but what Dylks done to the Devil beat all the preachun', I reckon.”
“How'd it get out? Devil tell?”
“No. Brother Enraghty told, and Sally she got it putty straight from the wife of the man that he told it to.”