"I would."
"Repent then, confess, thou shall be loosed from thy sins; and since thou art unfitted for the active walks of life, take upon thee the vows of religion."
"May I? what order would admit me?"
"We will; and thus strive to restore thee to thy dear ones again."
"And Brian Fitz-Count will escape?"
"Leave him to God."
"Well, I will; doubtless he will die and be damned, and we shall never see him; Heaven would not be Heaven if he were there."
The Abbot sighed.
"Ah, brother, thou hast much yet to learn ere thou becomest a true follower of Him, Who at the moment of His supremest agony prayed for His murderers."
But the patient could bear no more, hot tears were streaming down his cheeks.