_You_ will be forgiven--but woe to your deceiver, here and hereafter." "Oh' say not so," she cried.

"May Heaven pardon him as I do.

While I have strength left I will pray for him." And she poured forth her supplications for the earl in terms so earnest and pathetic, that the tears flowed down Solomon Eagle's rough cheek.

At this juncture, hasty steps were heard in the adjoining passage, and the door opening, admitted the Earl of Rochester, who rushed towards the bed.
"Back!" cried Solomon Eagle, pushing him forcibly aside.

"Back!" "What do you here ?" cried Rochester, fiercely.
"I am watching over the death-bed of your victim," returned Solomon Eagle.