All knew then what had happened.
"Let me die the death o' the righteous," murmured one old man, piously veiling his eyes with his bonnet; and then the boat turned and went silently back to Stromness.
Sandy Beg was in Kirkwall jail.

He had made a clean breast of all his crimes, and measures were rapidly taken for John Sabay's enlargement and justification.

When he came out of prison Christine and Margaret were waiting for him, and it was to Margaret's comfortable home he was taken to see his mother.

"For we are ane household now, John," she said tenderly, "an' Christine an' mother will ne'er leave me any mair." Sandy's trial came on at the summer term.

He was convicted on his own confession, and sentenced to suffer the penalty of his crime upon the spot where he stabbed Peter Fae.