"A Catholic stabbed a blasphemer." Percy glanced at him again.
"Oh! yes; he has not attempted to escape," went on the old man.

"He is in gaol." "And---" "He will be executed.

The trial will begin to-morrow....

It is sad enough.

It is the first murder for eight months." The irony of the position was evident enough to Percy as he sat listening to the deepening silence outside in the starlit night.