"But, if he does, he'll pay heavily for his villainy." "How ?" "Every man has to pay for his sins." "That's what we were taught in Sunday school," Harry nodded, "and I've always believed it.

Yet here, in these remote mountains of the state of Bonista, if anywhere, Don Luis would appear to be safe.

If a few of his men crept up here, late some night, with pistols or knives, and finished us before we had time to wake up, do you imagine that any one hereabouts would dare to make any report of the matter?
Would our fate ever reach the outside world ?" "It would be sure to, in time, I believe," Tom answered, thoughtfully.
"How ?" "That I can't tell.

But I believe in the invariable triumph of right, no matter how great the odds against it may seem." "Let right triumph, after we're buried," continued Harry, "and what good would it do us ?" "None, in any ordinary material sense.

Yet good would come to the world through our fate, even if only in proclaiming, once more, the sure defeat of all wicked plans in the end." Harry said no more, just then.