Sometimeshewouldthrownhimselfonthegrassandreadaloud；thenDaviewouldthrowhimselfbesidehim，andletthewordshecouldnotunderstandflowoverhiminaspiritualcataract。Ontheriverwasaboat，andthoughatfirsthewasawkwardenoughintheuseoftheoars，hewassoonabletoenjoythoroughlyarowupordownthestream，especiallyinthetwilight。
Hewasalonewithhisbookunderabeech-treeonasteepslopetotheriver，thedayafterhisaffairwithlordForgue：readingaloud，hedidnotheartheapproachofhislordship。
“Mr。Grant，“hesaid，“ifyouwillsayyouaresorryyouthrewmefrommyhorse，IwillsayIamsorryIstruckyou。“
“Iamverysorry，“saidDonal，rising，“thatitwasnecessarytothrowyoufromyourhorse；andperhapsyourlordshipmayrememberthatyoustruckmebeforeIdidso。“
“Thathasnothingtodowithit。Iproposeanaccommodation，orcompromise，orwhatyouchoosetocallit：ifyouwilldotheone，I