reat agony, she was finally thrown into her prison again.
Her bed of straw was hard, her wounds gave her great pain, and half the
night she spent without sleeping, groaning and praying to God.

The next day she was brought again before the court. The severity of
the law had failed to wring any confession from her. The judge now
tried to make her confess by adopting a mild tone, and by holding out
promises.

"You have incurred the penalty of death," said he, "but if you confess
where the ring is, nothing will be done to you. Think well before you
answer, for your choice is between life and death."

Still Mary protested that she had nothing more to confess. The judge
now tried to move her by her love for her father.

"If you persist in concealing the truth," he said, "if you are careless
of your own life, you will at least spare that of your old father.
Would you see his head, whitened by age, cut off by the sword of
justice? Who but he could have induced you to tell a falsehood so
obstinately? Are you ignorant that his life as well as yours is at
stake?"

This was a new thought to Mary, and, terrified at the threat, she
nearly fainted.

"Confess," said the judge, "that you have taken the ring. A single
word--say yes, and your life and that of your father are saved."

It was a great temptation and a terrible trial to Mary. Satan suggested
that she should say, "I took the ring, but I lost it on the road."
"No," she thought again, "no, I must stick to the truth. Let it cost
what it will, not even to save my own or my father's life will I depart
from the truth. I will obey God rather than man, and trust Him for the
rest."

In a clear but tremulous voice she then answered--

"If I say I had the ring, it would be a lie; and, though this falsehood
would save my life, I cannot utter it. But," she entreated, "if life is
demanded, spare at least the white hairs of my loved father. I should
be glad to shed my blood for him."

Her words touched the hearts of all the people in the court. Even the
judge, for all his severity, was deeply moved; but he remained silent,
and, giving the signal, Mary was taken back to prison.

CHAPTER VI.

A PAINFUL MEETING.

Not for a long time had the judge been so perplexed as he was over
Mary's case.

"For three days," he said, "it has been before us, and we have not made
the least advance towards the solution of the mystery. If I could see
any possibility of the ring having