It's all one, now, whether he did it or not.' Kit's mother can reach his hand through the bars, and she clasps it-- God, and those to whom he has given such tenderness, only know in how much agony.

Kit bids her keep a good heart, and, under pretence of having the children lifted up to kiss him, prays Barbara's mother in a whisper to take her home.
'Some friend will rise up for us, mother,' cried Kit, 'I am sure.

If not now, before long.

My innocence will come out, mother, and I shall be brought back again; I feel confidence in that.

You must teach little Jacob and the baby how all this was, for if they thought I had ever been dishonest, when they grew old enough to understand, it would break my heart to know it, if I was thousands of miles away .-- Oh! is there no good gentleman here, who will take care of her!' The hand slips out of his, for the poor creature sinks down upon the earth, insensible.