No no—not alone, said the jailor, whom they supposed to be outside of the door, till he spoke.
More of the tender mercies of the law! They would entrap thee George—
And you too Rachel, if it lay in their power—
Give me that book—it is the Bible that I gave thee, is it not?
It is—
It belonged to my mother. I will write what I have to say in the blank leaf.
She did so; and giving it into the hands of the Jailor she said to him—I would have her abide on earth—my dear, dear sister!—I would pray to her to live and be happy, if she can; for she—O she will have much to make life dear to her, even though she be left alone by the way-side for a little time—what disturbs thee George?——
I am afraid of this man. He will betray us—
No—no—we have nothing to fear—
Nothing to fear, when he must have been at our elbow and overheard everything we have whispered to each other.