The good Spirit whispered to him,—
"You have sinned. Confess your fault, and accept the punishment you deserve. Your heart will then be at rest."
But Henry would not listen to the good Spirit. He said to himself,—
"If I stick to my lie, he'll believe me sooner than he will Ernest; 'cause when he once gets an idea in his head, he wont give it up nohow. He thinks Ernest did it, and I—guess—I'll—let—him—think—so."
[CHAPTER V.]
THE BROKEN KNIFE.
SCHOOL commenced again the beginning of the week; but Ernest was not in his place. He was a good scholar, obedient to the rules of the school, and therefore a great favorite With his teacher.
"Henry Drake, do you know why Ernest Monroe isn't here?" she asked, when the class to which he belonged came out to recite.
"He's sick, ma'am."
"I must go and see him," said the teacher.