For she of all his hearers knows the purport of his speech.
“This[257] proves my husband’s innocence! Thank God for what you’ve said!”
And she turns to the lonely passenger, only to find him dead.
* * * * *
Softly the sunbeams golden steal[258] by a prison bar
Lighting an empty dungeon whose iron door stands ajar;[259]
And the same sun lights a cottage,[260] with a warm and cheery glow,
Where three fond hearts united, with rapture overflow:
“O, husband,” the woman whispers, “I knew that you told me true;”
And he smiles and gently answers, “let us our vows renew;