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name of my lord （to all who knew him） was fear。 In the world； as
schematised for Archie by his mother； the place was marked for such a
creature。 There were some whom it was good to pity and well （though
very likely useless） to pray for； they were named reprobates； goats； God's
enemies； brands for the burning； and Archie tallied every mark of
identification； and drew the inevitable private inference that the Lord
Justice…Clerk was the chief of sinners。
The mother's honesty was scarce complete。 There was one influence
she feared for the child and still secretly combated； that was my lord's； and
half unconsciously； half in a wilful blindness； she continued to undermine
her husband with his son。 As long as Archie remained silent； she did so
ruthlessly； with a single eye to heaven and the child's salvation； but the day
came when Archie spoke。 It was 1801； and Archie was seven； and beyond
his years for curiosity and logic； when he brought the case up openly。 If
judging were sinful and forbidden； how came papa to be a judge？ to have
that sin for a trade？ to bear the name of it for a distinction？
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〃I can't see it；〃 said the little Rabbi； and wagged his head。
Mrs。 Weir abounded in commonplace replies。
〃No； I cannae see it；〃 reiterated Archie。 〃And I'll tell you what；
mamma； I don't think you and me's justifeed in staying with him。〃
The woman awoke to remorse； she saw herself disloyal to her man； her
sovereign and bread…winner； in whom （with what she had of worldliness）
she took a certain subdued pride。 She expatiated in reply on my lord's
honour and greatness； his useful services in this world of sorrow and
wrong； and the place in which he stood； far above where babes and
innocents could hope to see or criticise。 But she had builded too well …
Archie had his answers pat： Were not babes and innocents the type of the
kingdom of heaven？ Were not honour and greatness the badges of the
world？ And at any rate； how about the mob that had once seethed about
the carriage？
〃It's all very fine；〃 he concluded； 〃but in my opinion papa has no right
to be it。 And it seems that's not the worst yet of it。 It seems he's called
〃The Hanging judge〃 … it seems he's crooool。 I'll tell you what it is；
mamma； there's a tex' borne in upon me： It were better for that man if a
milestone were bound upon his back and him flung into the deepestmost
pairts of the sea。〃
〃O； my lamb； ye must never say the like of that！〃 she cried。 〃Ye're to
honour faither and mother； dear； that your days may be long in the land。
It's Atheists that cry out against him … French Atheists； Erchie！ Ye would
never surely even yourself down to be saying the same thing as French
Atheists？ It would break my heart to think that of you。 And O； Erchie； here
are'na YOU setting up to JUDGE？ And have ye no forgot God's plain
command … the First with Promise； dear？ Mind you upon the beam and the
mote！〃
Having thus carried the war into the enemy's camp； the terrified lady
breathed again。 And no doubt it is easy thus to circumvent a child with
catchwords； but it may be questioned how far it is effectual。 An instinct in
his breast detects the quibble； and a voice condemns it。 He will instantly
submit； privately hold the same opinion。 For even in this simple and
antique relation of the mother and the child； hypocrisies are multiplied。
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When the Court rose that year and the family returned to Hermiston； it
was a common remark in all the country that the lady was sore failed。 She
seemed to loose and seize again her touch with life； now sitting inert in a
sort of durable bewilderment； anon waking to feverish and weak activity。
She dawdled about the lasses at their work； looking stupidly on； she fell to
rummaging in old cabinets and presses； and desisted when half through；
she would begin remarks with an air of animation and drop them without a
struggle。 Her common appearance was of one who has forgotten
something and is trying to remember； and when she overhauled； one after
another； the worthless and touching mementoes of her youth； she might
have been seeking the clue to that lost thought。 During this period； she
gave many gifts to the neighbours and house lasses； giving them with a
manner of regret that embarrassed the recipients。
The last night of all she was busy on some female work； and toiled
upon it with so manifest and painful a devotion that my lord （who was not
often curious） inquired as to its nature。
She blushed to the eyes。 〃O； Edom； it's for you！〃 she said。 〃It's slippers。
I … I hae never made ye any。〃
〃Ye daft auld wife！〃 returned his lordship。 〃A bonny figure I would be；
palmering about in bauchles！〃
The next day； at the hour of her walk； Kirstie interfered。 Kirstie took
this decay of her mistress very hard； bore her a grudge； quarrelled with
and railed upon her； the anxiety of a genuine love wearing the disguise of
temper。 This day of all days she insisted disrespectfully； with rustic fury；
that Mrs。 Weir should stay at home。 But； 〃No； no；〃 she said； 〃it's my lord's
orders；〃 and set forth as usual。 Archie was visible in the acre bog； engaged
upon some childish enterprise； the instrument of which was mire； and she
stood and looked at him a while like one about to call； then thought
otherwise； sighed； and shook her head； and proceeded on her rounds alone。
The house lasses were at the burnside washing； and saw her pass with her
loose； weary； dowdy gait。
〃She's a terrible feckless wife； the mistress！〃 said the one。
〃Tut；〃 said the other； 〃the wumman's seeck。〃
〃Weel； I canna see nae differ in her；〃 returned the first。 〃A fushionless
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quean； a feckless carline。〃
The poor creature thus discussed rambled a while in the grounds
without a purpose。 Tides in her mind ebbed and flowed； and carried her to
and fro like seaweed。 She tried a path； paused； returned； and tried another；
questing； forgetting her quest； the spirit of choice extinct in her bosom； or
devoid of sequency。 On a sudden； it appeared as though she had
remembered； or had formed a resolution； wheeled about； returned with
hurried steps； and appeared in the dining…room； where Kirstie was at the
cleaning； like one charged with an important errand。
〃Kirstie！〃 she began； and paused； and then with conviction； 〃Mr。 Weir
isna speeritually minded； but he has been a good man to me。〃
It was perhaps the first time since her husband's elevation that she had
forgotten the handle to his name； of which the tender； inconsistent woman
was not a little proud。 And when Kirstie looked up at the speaker's face；
she was aware of a change。
〃Godsake； what's the maitter wi' ye； mem？〃 cried the housekeeper；
starting from the rug。
〃I do not ken；〃 answered her mistress； shaking her head。 〃But he