He joined some burglars, and they robbed the house.
My unfortunate father was found with his pockets filled with valuable jewelry.

My mother would not let me read the history of the trial, but I learned the result--he was sentenced to ten years' penal servitude." She paused again; the dreary hopelessness of her face, the pain in her voice, touched him inexpressibly.
"None of this is your fault, my darling," he said.

"Go on." "Then," she continued "the duchess was kinder than ever to my mother.
She furnished her with the means of gaining her livelihood; she offered to finish my education and adopt me.

My mother was at first unwilling; she did not wish me to leave her.

But the duchess said that her love was selfish--that it was cruel to stand in my light when such an offer was made.