Thus had she come to the Sermon on the Mount,
and found herself repeating the expansion of the Sixth Commandment
ending with, "And thou be cast into prison. Verily I say unto thee,
thou shalt not come out thence until thou hast paid the uttermost
farthing."
A groan startled her. Then came the passage and the unhappy man's
history with a sudden stab. A horror of the darkness fell on her.
She felt as if he were in the prison and she reproaching him, and
cried out--"O sir, forgive me. I forgot; I did not say it on purpose."
"No, my child, it was Mary speaking by your voice. No, Mary, I shall
never come out. It will never be paid."
She shook with fright as Jumbo touched her, saying, "Missee, go; mas'r
bear no more;" but, as she rose to go away, a sweet impulse made her
pause and say, "It is paid, _He_ paid. You know Who did--in his own
Blood."
Jumbo drew her away almost by force, and when outside, exclaimed,
"Missee never speak of blood or kill to mas'r--he not bear it. Head
turn again--see shapes as bad as ever."
The poor child cried bitterly, calling herself cruel, thoughtless,
presumptuous; and for the next few days Jumbo's eyes glared at her
as he reported his master to be very ill; but, on the third day, he
came for her as usual.
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