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Mary Macmurren, make confession ere you die, and God will be more merciful to you.

Oh, hone! oh, hone! miserable wretch that I am! Do ye mak confession for me, Sir, and I'll say 't after you, as weel as I dow. Oh, hone! oh, hone!

There is no making any thing of her now, miserable wretch! Lead her on to the stake, and make her pray with you there, if the Evil One hath not got the entire mastery over her to the very last. (The Clergyman leads to the stake.) And now there is a sadder duty to perform; the fair, the young, and the gentle must be brought forth to shame and to punishment. Now, Madam, it is time that I should receive from you any commands you may wish to entrust me with: they shall be faithfully obeyed.

I thank you, Mr. Sheriff. What may be