Then Sumner fell sick, and Clarke had them both to care for.
"To the very last he tended them.

Though well nigh in as evil a case, he yet would rise and crawl to them, and give them food and water, or moisten their lips when they could no longer eat the coarse prison fare.

His patience and sweetness were not quite without effect even on the jailer, and from time to time he would bring them better food and a larger measure of water.
"But even so, there was none to help or succour them in their hour of extremest need.

May God look down and judge the things which pass upon this earth, and are done by those who take His name freely upon their lips! He whose eyes see all things have seen those three men in their prison house.

May He be the judge of all things!" "Thank God you came in time!" spoke Magdalen, with streaming eyes.
"Thank God they did not die in that foul hole!" "I do thank Him for that.