"What must we do?" said I. "Be yourself, sir. It is too late now: you must be yourself."
He turned and stared at me. "Oh, Mackellar!" says he, and put his face in his hands.
I plucked him by the coat. "For God's sake, for all our sakes, be more courageous!" said I. "What must we do?"
He showed me his face with the same stupid stare.
"Do?" says he. And with that his eye fell on the body, and "Oh!" he cries out, with his hand to his brow, as if he had never remembered; and, turning from me, made off towards the house of Durrisdeer at a strange stumbling run.
I stood a moment mused; then it seemed to me my duty lay most plain on the side of the living; and I ran after him, leaving the candles on the frosty ground and the body lying in their light under the trees. But run as I pleased, he
