"You said they would have to go to the penitentiary if they were found guilty; and the jury said they were; how long will they have to stay there ?" "I don't know; they have not been sentenced yet; but it will be for some years." "I'm sorry for them.

I wish they hadn't been so wicked." "So do I." "And that I hadn't had to testify against them.

I can't help feeling as though it was unkind, and that their friends have a right to hate me for it." "No, not at all.

It was a duty you owed the community (because to allow criminals to go unpunished would make honest people unsafe), and indeed to the men themselves; as being brought to justice may prove the means of their reformation.

So set your mind at rest about it, my darling; try to forget the whole unpleasant affair, and be happy in the enjoyment of your many blessings." "There's one thing that helps to make my conscience perfectly easy on the score of having testified against them," remarked Max, "and that is I couldn't help myself, but had to obey the law." "True enough," rejoined his father.