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For a ti only of escape But when he had

covered a le

with his thankfulness a bitter--a sorew more bitter with

each iven

way to unworthy fear, when the letters ithin his grasp? True, if

he had lingered a few seconds longer, he would have failed to ood

his escape; but what of that if in those seconds he had destroyed the

letters, he had saved Angers, he had saved his brethren? Alas! he had

played the coward The terror of Tavannes' voice had unmanned him He

had saved himself and left the flock to perish; he, whons for this work!

He had coh He could have died at the stake for his

convictions But he had not the presence of ment which, in the face of death, sees to the

end of two roads He was no coward, but now he dee hirass He

had known trials and temptations, but hitherto he had held himself erect;

now, like Peter, he had betrayed his Lord

He lay an hour groaning in the misery of his heart, and then he fell on

the text "Thou art Peter, and on this rock--" and he sat up Peter had