"Lay not this sin to her charge," she heard him say; "she knows not what she says.

Yet I--Oh, Helen, that same thought has come to me.

You seemed to make my heaven,--you; and I was tempted to choose you and darkness, rather than my God.

Sin, sin, sin,--I cannot get away from it.

Yet if I could only save you! But there again I distrust my motive: not for God's glory, but for my own love's sake, I would save you.