And God will bear me witness, dear lad, that I have worn that life upon my sleeve." "Nay," he said, very gently; "you need not go so high for a witness; have I not seen?" We fell silent upon that, and there, in the candle-yellowed gloom of our dungeon harbor, I fought the fellest battle of my life; fought it and won it, too, my dears, once and for all.