Indeed, seeing Mrs.Eversley, he crawled to her and catching hold of her white robe, begged her to intercede for him.
"You made a slave of me after I had nursed you in the spotted sickness," she answered, "and tried to kill my husband for no fault.

Through you, Hassan, I have spent all the best years of my life among savages, alone and in despair.

Still, for my part, I forgive you, but oh! may I never see your face again." Then she wrenched herself free from his grasp and went away with her daughter.
"I, too, forgive you, although you murdered my people and for twenty years made my time a torment," said Brother John, who was one of the truest Christians I have ever known.

"May God forgive you also"; and he followed his wife and daughter.
Then the old king, Bausi, who had come through that battle with a slight wound, spoke, saying: "I am glad, Red Thief, that these white people have granted you what you asked--namely, their forgiveness--since the deed is greatly to their honour and causes me and my people to think them even nobler than we did before.

But, O murderer of men and woman and trafficker in children, I am judge here, not the white people.