"Yes, my brother; for I have got one, though I have never seen him," said Sunlocks. "We were not together in childhood, as other brothers are, but when we grew to be men I set out in search of him. I thought I had found him at last—but it was in hell."
"God-a-mercy!" cried Jason.
"And when I looked at him," said Sunlocks, "it seemed to me that he was you. Yes, you; for he had the face of my yoke-fellow at the Mines. I thought you were my brother indeed."
"Lie still, brother," whispered Jason; "lie still and rest."
In the second moment of his consciousness Sunlocks said, "Do you think the judges will listen to us?"
"They must—they shall," said Jason.
"But the Governor himself may be one of them," said Sunlocks.
"He is a hard man—do you know who he is?"
"No," said Jason; but he added, quickly, "Wait! Ah, now I remember. Will he be there?"