When one has lived like you in the fear of God, honorably and loyally, death is but the passage to a better life." A cry of indignation mingled with the convulsive sobs of the young gentleman.
"I understand you," said Julio; "you think that my pity is a cruel irony; you believe me to be inhuman.

Even in the tomb you might justly call down maledictions on the head of the murderer who of his own will and choice would deprive you of life.

But, alas! signor, I have neither will nor choice in the matter.

To-morrow the officers of justice will search this house and cellar." "To-morrow!" exclaimed Geronimo, a new hope-springing up in his heart.
"If I let you live, they would infallibly find you here," pursued Julio.
"This hope inspires you with joy; vain hope! signor, for should it be realized, my master would perish on the scaffold, and I would expiate my crime on the gallows!" "Julio," said Geronimo, beseechingly, "I will remove all suspicion from you; I will declare you innocent; I will reward you magnificently." "It would be useless, signor.

The law knows no mercy.