e formed, and the valleys ran like fire. It is the voice of the
Almighty God calling on you."

The word was like a war cry. The people answered it with a shout. And
still Jason's voice pealed over their heads.

"Vengeance is God's but mercy belongs to man."

He stooped to Michael Sunlocks, where Greeba held him at her bosom,
picked him up in his arms as if he had been a child, turned his face
towards the Mount and cried, "Let me pass."

Then at one impulse, in one instant, the Judge and the Bishop parted
and made a way, and Jason, carrying Sunlocks, strode up the causeway
and swept through.

There was but one voice then in all that great assembly, and it was a
mighty shout that seemed to rend the dome of the heavy sky. "Free!
Free! Free!"

V.

But the end was not yet. More, and more terrible, is to follow,
though the spirit is not fain to tell of it, and the hand that sets
it down is trembling. Let him who thinks that this world of time is
founded in justice, wait long and watch patiently, for up to the
eleventh hour he may see the good man sit in misery, and the evil man
carried in honor. And let him who thinks that Nature is sweet and
benignant and that she leaps to the aid of the just, learn from what
is to come that she is all things to all men and nothing to any man.

Now when Jason had crossed the Mount of Laws with Sunlocks, thinking
that by virtue of old custom he had thereby set him free of tyranny,
Jorgen Jorgensen did what a man of shallow soul must always do when
he sees the outward signs of the holy things that move the deeper
souls of other men. He smiled with bitterness and laughed with
contempt.

"A pretty thing, truly," he sneered, "out of some forgotten age of
musty laws and old barbarians. But there is something else that is
forgotten. It is forgotten that between these two men, Jason and
Michael Sunlocks, there is this difference, that the one is a
prisoner of Iceland, and the other of Denmark. Jason is a prisoner of
Iceland, a felon of Iceland, therefore Iceland may pardon him, and if
this brave mummery has made him free, then so be it, and God pity
you! But Michael Sunlocks is a prisoner of Denmark, a traitor against
the crown of Denmark, therefore Denmark alone may pardon him--and he
is still unpardoned."

The clamorous crowd that had gathered about Michael Sunlocks looked
up in silence and bewilderment at this fresh blow. And Jorgen
Jorgensen saw his advantage and went on.

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