“Very ingenious! Are you cold?”
“No.”
“Because your voice trembles.”
“Does it?”
“What is the matter?”
“Can't you guess?”
“No! But I remember you used to tremble when I spoke to you in the cell. Why was that? Have your nerves been shaken by ill-usage, my poor fellow?”
“Oh, no! it is not that.”
“Tell me, then!”
“Oh, sir! you know all a poor fellow feels. You can guess what made me tremble, and makes me tremble now, like an aspen I do.”