"I 'as nothin' to forgive you for, Benny; you's always been good to me. Ax the dear Lord to forgive yer."
"I knows nowt about Him, Nell."
"But He knows about you, Benny—Joe says so; and He sees everything we does. Ax Him."
"Could He hear if I wur to ax Him?"
"Yes, Joe says as He hears everything."
"Then I'll try Him," said Benny, and, sitting up in bed, he commenced,—
"If you plaise, Mr. God, I's very sorry I tried to stole; but if you'll be a trump an' not split on a poor little chap, I'll be mighty 'bliged to yer. An' I promise 'e I won't do nowt o' the sort agin'."
"There, will that do, Nell?"
"Say Amen."
"Amen," said Benny, and he lay down to listen for the answer.