Ernest could not help pitying the trembling wretch. He was naturally kind-hearted, and at that moment he felt that he could forgive Burns all that he had done.
“Since you have left it to me, Luke,” he said, “let him go.”
“It shall be as you say, Ernest.”
As he spoke he released his hold, and Tom Burns stood erect. He breathed a deep sigh of relief.
“May I go?” he asked submissively.
“Yes.”
Before leaving he turned to Ernest.
“You are a good-hearted boy,” he said, “and I shall not forget that you have saved my life. If I am ever able to do anything for you, I will do it. You will find that Tom Burns, bad as he has been, knows how to be grateful.”
“I think you mean what you say,” returned Ernest. “I hope you will keep your promise and will turn over a new leaf. Is it true that you are penniless?”
“Not quite. This is all I have.”