"Why?"
"I don't believe in wicked people going to heaven."
"Jesus came to save wicked people; just them."
"They've got to be good, though, before they" - he paused, - "go - to His place."
"Jesus will make you good, if you will let him."
"What chance is there, lying here; and only a few minutes at that?"
He spoke almost bitterly, but I saw the drops of sweat standing on his brow, brought there by the intensity of feeling. I felt as if my heart would have broken.
"As much chance here as anywhere," I answered calmly. "The heart is the place for reform; outward work, without the heart, signifies nothing at all; and if the heart of love and obedience is in any man, God knows that the life would follow, if there were opportunity."
"Yes. I haven't it," he said, looking at me.
"You may have it."