his expression was resolute.

'Missie,' he said, looking full at her, but speaking in a very low
voice, 'I am afraid I am going to give you a great shock. You have told
me the story of Dick Peet; I will tell you the story of the man who
injured him.'

'Oh, Jack! dear Jack, it is not you! Do say it is not you!' cried
Estelle, tears in her eyes.

'I wish I could!' returned Jack, with a heavy sigh, his head clasped in
his hands. But, looking up again, he went on: 'Though what you have told
me--that Dick is alive--is a great relief to my mind, after thinking all
these years that I had killed him, still I can never forgive myself the
frightful outburst of temper that made me do it, nor the bitter
consequences--not only to my dear mother, but to poor Dick himself and
his family. Unhappily, we cannot undo the past, though we would gladly
give our lives to do it.'

Again Jack's head went down on his hands, and he groaned.

'Dear Jack,' whispered Estelle, putting her hand on his arm to show
something of what she felt for him, 'I wish I could recollect all that
Aunt Betty said; it would comfort you, I know. But I do remember this:
she said we must not let our faults conquer us, for small beginnings
made great endings. Perhaps you did not take care of the little things
when you were young, and so it ended in that terrible rage. But, dear,
dear Jack, ever since that dreadful day, you must have been trying to
conquer, or you would never be the good, kind Jack you are now. Why, I
have never seen you out of temper the whole time I have been here. I
can't see that you have _any_ faults now.'

Jack smiled grimly, but the smile ended in a sigh.

'It is your kind heart that makes you think that, Missie. I have faults
enough and to spare, but I hope all this trouble has made a better man
of me. For one thing, it has shown me to what lengths my temper would
go. I was indeed brought up with a round turn! I nearly went out of my
mind. But for my mother I should have gone to the bad straight away.
Though it very nearly did for her, too, she kept up for my sake, and
brought me round in time. I ought to have given myself up to justice,
but I could not make up my mind to bring disgrace upon her publicly; so,
right or wrong, I did not do it. We fled from England, and at Cherbourg
I fell in with some of the Tout-Petit fishing fleet, and threw in my lot
with them. That's how we came here. It will be good news indeed to my
dear mother that th