'Go!' and the voice grew stern. 'Repent of your sin and add not
another.'
Slavin turned his eyes upon the motionless figure on the ground and
then upon the priest. Father Goulet took one step towards him, and,
stretching out his hand and pointing with his finger, said--
'Go!'
And Slavin slowly backed away and went into his house. It was an
extraordinary scene, and it is often with me now: the dark figure on the
ground, the slight erect form of the priest with outstretched arm and
finger, and Slavin backing away, fear and fury struggling in his face.
It was a near thing for the doctor, however, and two minutes more
of that grip would have done for him. As it was, we had the greatest
difficulty in reviving him.
What the priest did with Slavin after getting him inside I know not;
that has always been a mystery to me. But when we were passing the
saloon that night after taking Mrs. Mavor home, we saw a light and
heard strange sounds within. Entering, we found another whisky raid
in progress, Slavin himself being the raider.
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