I again thought I had been taken at
unawares and was conversing with another person. My friend was
equipped in the Highland garb, and so completely translated into
another being that, save by his speech, all the senses of mankind
could not have recognized him. I blessed myself, and asked
whom it was his pleasure to personify to-night? He answered me
carelessly that it was a spark whom he meant should bear the
blame of whatever might fall out to-night; and that was all that
passed on the subject.
We proceeded by some stone steps at the foot of the North Loch,
in hot argument all the way. I was afraid that our conversation
might be overheard, for the night was calm and almost as light as
day, and we saw sundry people crossing us as we advanced. But
the zeal of my friend was so high that he disregarded all danger,
and continued to argue fiercely and loudly on my delinquency, as
he was pleased to call it. I stood on one argument
alone, which was that "I did not think the Scripture promises to
the elect, taken in their utmost latitude, warranted the assurance
that they could do no wrong; and that, therefore, it behoved
every man to look well to his steps.
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