CHAPTER XVI.
WHEN THE SOUL KNOWS ITS OWN REMORSE.
BERNARDINE had seen Mr.Reffold the previous day.

She had sat by his side and held his hand.

He had smiled at her many times, but he only spoke once.
"Little Brick," he whispered--for his voice had become nothing but a whisper.

"I remember all you told me.

God bless you.