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THE GENTLE ROBBER
dren, and"—So great was his horror of the tales that flocked to his tongue that he failed to speak them, but a light as from the wings of the Angel of Judgment shone from his eyes and brow.
"The question is not, 'Shall I take thy purse?’" the Chief said gently. "I have it. The question is, 'How shall I dispose of it to the best advantage?’"
"It is n't that! I do not want the purse," said the young man scornfully; "but how canst thou traffic in crime?"
"I have little time for talking," said the Gentle Robber, with a hurt look on his face; he was extremely sensitive to adverse criticism. "Now I must be off. This great bag of gold is for the orphan hospital at the Abbey. If I may mention it
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