But now the whole thing bore a different aspect for him.

As soon as he was sufficiently strong, he would begin gathering the evidences for his alibi, and he was confident of proving himself innocent of John Barkley's murder.
He anticipated ten years in the Edmonton penitentiary.

But what were ten years there as compared with forty or fifty under the sod?
He wrung Cardigan's hand.

He thanked him for the splendid care he had given him.
It was he, Cardigan, who had saved him from the grave, he said--and Cardigan grew younger under his eyes.
"I thought you'd look at it differently, Kent," he said, drawing in a deep breath.

"My God, when I found I had made that mistake--" "You figured you were handing me over to the hangman," smiled Kent.
"It's true I shouldn't have made that confession, old man, if I hadn't rated you right next to God Almighty when it came to telling whether a man was going to live or die.