"Through them, one often comes where one never wanted to come.

See, if you had not been saved from it through your mother's song which you heard, you would have been caught with the others in the vineyard as a thief, and punished as such.

Well, Erick, if your mother should have had to hear that!" Erick had grown dark red in the face.

He was silent for some time, visibly from fear and perplexity, then he asked timidly: "Can I no longer grow to be an honorable man ?" "Yes, indeed, Erick," said the pastor now kindly, "that you can.

You know now on what road one cannot go; think of that and keep yourself far from bad companions.