The teacher gazed at his eyes, blinded with the big tears he was trying to keep back. She saw that his lip quivered. She heard his broken voice, and she knew that he was really sorry for his sins.
"My dear Henry," she began, "I forgive you heartily, and I feel more encouraged about you now than I ever did before."
Do you think Henry was happy now?
Do you think he refused when she asked him to come in to his seat while she told the school? No, indeed.
And if ever after, he was tempted to lie, he called to mind the dreadful days he had passed away from home, and prayed his heavenly Father to help him always to be an obedient, truthful child.