Ah ! whatever could be said was said. All held him guilty. Even his own mother who claimed to understand him the best. All had betrayed him iri his hour of need. Yet, there he was, still with a sparkling hope and knew that the truth must prevail. In the cold, dark and damp cell he never for a moment lost faith in God and goodness and was waiting anxiously for an angel to come, plead non guilty for him and free him of his miseries.
In the dark dungeon he always waited for

Options

A. His mother
B. The jailer
C. The verdict freeing him of his miseries
D. The angel to come and plead for him