me, and it was my unrepenting obstinacy that brought me to the mill;
so there will be no real injustice in my dying, and I expect nothing
else.'

'Hush, Leonard, depend upon it, while there is Justice in Heaven, the
true criminal cannot go free,' cried the Doctor, much agitated.

Leonard shook his head.

'Boyish hastiness is not murder,' added the Doctor.

'So I thought. But it might have been, and I never repented. I
brought all this on myself; and while I cannot feel guiltless in
God's sight, I cannot expect it to turn out well.'

'Turn out well,' repeated the Doctor. 'We want Ethel to tell us that
this very repentance and owning of the sin, is turning out well--
better than going on in it.'

'I can see that,' said Leonard. 'I do hope that if--if I can take
this patiently, it may show I am sorry for the real thing--and I may
be forgiven. Oh! I am glad prisoners are not cut off from church.'

Dr. May pressed his hand in much emotion: and there was a silence
before another question--whether there were nothing that could be of
service.

'One chance there is, that Sam might relent enough to put that
receipt where it could be found without implicating him. He must
know what it would do for me.'