a good end. I came in hopes to persuade you to do a deed of justice to others, not to gain any selfish end of my own. I have failed—I grieve for your sake, more than for the loss which others will sustain by your injustice."
"You refuse my proffer then?" said Burley, with kindling eyes.
"I do," said Morton; "would you be really, as you are desirous to be thought, a man of honour and conscience, you would, regardless of all other considerations, restore that parchment to Lord Evandale, to be used for the advantage of the lawful heir."
"Sooner shall it perish," said Balfour and, casting the deed into the heap of red charcoal beside him, pressed it down with the heel of his boot.
While it smoked, shrivelled, and crackled in the flames, Morton sprung forward to snatch and Burley catching hold of him, a struggle ensued. Both were strong men, but although Morton was much the
