"It is the truth-God's truth.

Your son lives." "Hell-hound, it is a lie! On that fell night, as I swooned under your cowardly thrust, I heard you calling to your brother to slit the squalling bastard's throat.

Those were your very words, Master Joseph." "I own I bade him do it, but I was not obeyed.

He swore we should give the babe a chance of life.

It should never know whose son it was, he said, and I agreed.