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 before you can ride twice the length of your horſe, nay, if I have a mind to go to London, or Jeruſalem, or to the moon, if you pleaſe, I can perform all theſe journies equally ſoon, for it coſts me nothing but a thought or wiſh; for this body is as fleet as your thought, for in the moment of time you can turn your thoughts on Rome, I can go there in perſon: and as for my horſe, he is much like myſelf, for he is Andrew Johnſton, my tenant, who, died forty-eight hours before me.

Ogil So it ſeems when Andrew Johnſton inclines to ride, you muſt ſerve him in the quality of an horſe, as he does you now.

Cool. You are miſtaken.

Ogil. I thought that all diſtinctions between miſtreſſes and maids, lairds and tenants, had been done away at death.

Cool. True it is, but you do not take up the matter.

Ogil. This is one of the queſtions you won't anſwer.

Cool. You are miſtaken, for that queſtion can anſwer and after you may underſtand it.

Ogil. Well then, Cool, have you never yet appeared before God, nor received any ſentence from him as a Judge.

Cool. Never yet.

Ogil I know you was a a ſcholar, Cool, and is generally believed that there is a private judgement, beſides the general at the great way: the former immediately after death-upon this he interrupted me, arguing.