Go now and sleep.

Thy pillow may give thee comfort and wisdom." "Your advice is always right, mother.

I will take it." "Thou art a good man, John, and all that comes to thee shall be good in the fullness of its time and necessity.

Kiss me, thou dear lad! I am proud to be thy mother.

It is honor enough for Martha Hatton!" That night John slept sorrowfully and he had the awakening from such a sleep--the slow, yet sudden realization of his trouble finding him out.
It entered his consciousness with the force of a knockdown blow; he could hardly stand up against it.