I know it--every word of it; that is all that matters to our purpose, yours and mine.

If all else fails, your thoughts shall find expression in my living tongue.

Thus at least we shall have frustrated his vile aim to still the voice he feared.

It shall profit him nothing to have your blood upon his soul.
That voice in you would never half so relentlessly have hounded him and his as it shall in me--if all else fails." It was an exulting thought.

It calmed him; it soothed his grief, and he began very softly to pray.