"Those who need a sermon," said Abner, "are rarely in the humor to hear it."
"Abner," cried the man, "you annoy me! Will you ride on?"
"Presently," replied Abner; "when we have talked together a little further. You are about to leave the country. I shall perhaps never see you again and I would have your opinion upon a certain matter."
"Well," said the man, "what is it?"
"It is this," said Abner. "You appear to entertain great filial respect, and I would ask you a question touching that regard: What ought to be done with a man who would use a weapon against his father?"
"He ought to be hanged," said Smallwood.
"And would it change the case," said Abner, "if the father held something which the son had intrusted to him and would not give it up because it belonged to another, and the son, to take it, should come against his father with an iron in his hand?"
The sheriff's face became a land of doubt, of suspicion, of uncertainty and, I thought, of fear.
"Abner," cried the man, "I do not understand; will you explain it?"
"I will explain this thing which you do not understand," replied Abner, "when you have explained a thing which I do not understand. Why was it that you came here last night and again this morning? That was two visits to your father's grave
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