Nevertheless, we must needs learn to forgive our enemies, and do good to those that persecute us.

So alone can we follow in the steps of Him who is set as the light of the world." Tom hung his head.

He was a little abashed at the fury he had shown, and yet the savage joy of it was still tingling in his veins.

He looked at the other monk, who was kneeling upon the floor beside Montacute, and he perceived that the latter was slowly recovering, and was able to sit up, propped against the wall.
As soon as he was able to understand what was said to him, the elder monk addressed him in stern tones.
"Montacute--thou man of blood--be warned by the fate which thy cruelty well-nigh drew down upon thy head this day! If God in His mercy had not sent us, in the very nick of time, to save this youth out of thy murderous hands, thou wouldst have passed ere now to the scathing fires of purgatory, whence there be few to offer prayers for thy release.

Be warned by this escape.