"No," said old Treffy; "I'm sure He wouldn't."
"Very well, Treffy, then we will tell Him so."
The clergyman knelt down by Treffy's side, and Christie knelt down too, and old Treffy clasped his trembling hands whilst the clergyman prayed.
It was a very simple prayer; it was just taking the Lord at His word. Old Treffy repeated the words after the clergyman with the deepest earnestness, and when he had finished the old man still clasped his hands and said, "Lord Jesus, I do trust Thee, I do take the gift, I do believe Thy word."
Then the clergyman rose from his knees and said, "Treffy, when you had taken my gift, what did you do next?"
"I thanked you for it, sir," said Treffy.
"Yes," said the clergyman, "and would you not like to thank the Lord Jesus for His gift of forgiveness?"
"Oh!" said old Treffy, with tears in his eyes, "I should indeed, sir."
So they all knelt down again, and in a few words the clergyman thanked the dear Lord for His great love and goodness to old Treffy, in giving him pardon for his sin.
And again old Treffy took up the words and added:—