Chapter 50 No.50

THOMAS ROBINSON rose from his sleepless bed an altered man; altered above all in this that his self-confidence was clean gone. "How little I knew myself," said he, "and how well his reverence knew me! I am the weakest fool on earth-he saw that and told me what to do. He provided help for me-and I, like an ungrateful idiot, never once thought of obe