He employed clever counsel, and the result was his acquittal.

He was free; but the prison brand was on him, and his wife felt that she could not endure the disgrace.
"I shall go from bad to worse now, Maggie," he said to her.

"I do not find prison so bad, nor yet difficult to bear; if ever I Bee by any lucky hit I can make myself a rich man, I shall not mind a few years in jail as the price.

A forgery, or something of that kind, or the robbery of a well-stocked bank, will be henceforward my highest aim in life." She placed her hand on his lips and prayed him for Heaven's sake to be silent.

He only laughed.
"Nature never intended me to work--she did not indeed, Maggie.