She did so painfully, and then Allen and Horace appended their names as witnesses.
"How came the pocket-book into Merry's possession?" It was Allen who asked, and Miss Lorry replied drowsily--
"Butsey stole the pocket-book from my rooms. He saw the notes which I left in it, and when I was out he found where I kept it. I believe Merry took it from him, and then--oh, how weary I am!----"
The doctor made a sign, and Allen, putting the confession into his pocket, moved away with Horace. Eva bent down and kissed the dying woman. "I forgive you," she said, "indeed I forgive you. You acted under a sudden impulse and----"
"Thank God you forgive me," said Miss Lorry.
Eva would have spoken but that Cain drew her back. "Ask our Lord and Master to forgive you," he said in piercing tones. "Oh, pray, Miss Lorry--pray for forgiveness!"
"I have been too great a sinner."
"The greatest sinner may return; only ask Him to forgive!"
Eva could bear the sight no longer; she walked quickly out of the tent and almost fainted in Allen's arms as she came down the steps. And within they heard the dying woman falteringly repeating the Lord's prayer as Cain spoke it:
"For-give us our tres-passes as we forgive those who----"