"I can talk no more," said Urso. "I pray thee fulfil thy promise to let me see the godly man I have named."
Lieutenant Vosper immediately opened the door, and conferred for a moment with Corporal Trubshaw, who was standing outside.
This done, he re-entered the room.
Nearly an hour, however, elapsed before the corporal appeared with the Independent minister, and during this interval Urso turned his face to the wall, and maintained a profound silence, which Vosper did not care to interrupt.
The Reverend Laban Foxe was a sour-visaged old man. He wore a tall steeple-crowned hat and a long black cloak, but his attire had nothing of the divine about it.
He seemed much moved on beholding Urso, who rose from the pallet on his entrance, and a sad greeting took place between them.
The minister prayed to be left alone with the prisoner. Vosper assented and withdrew, but after awhile, thinking time enough had been allowed, he returned, and found Urso listening to the words of consolation addressed to him.
He therefore again retired, but returning after another long interval, and finding the exhortation still going on, he deemed it necessary to interrupt it.
"Since you sincerely repent of your sins, my son, I need say no more," observed the minister. "Bear your cross with resignation. Godly sorrow, like yours, worketh repentance to salvation." After a moment's pause he added, "But have you no message for your wife?"
"May I not see her?" cried Urso, casting an imploring look at Vosper, who made no reply.