Do you remember that evening, not so long ago, when you let me 'browse', as you called it, among Uncle Zed's books and manuscripts ?" "Yes; you have done that a number of times." "But there is one time which I shall remember.

It was the time when I read what Uncle Zed had written about sin and death." "O, I had not intended you to see that." "But I did, and I read carefully every word of it.

I understood most of it, too.

'The wages of sin is death'-- That applies to me.

I am a sinner.
I shall die.