The easel and palette having been packed up, and the canvass carefully removed by Austin, the party took leave of the prisoner, who was so much abstracted that he scarcely noticed their departure. " He bent his head to his knees. It was the last thing she felt like drinking. "I have nothing to forgive. Well, I shall be sorry to lose him, Mr. That was the glorious if bewildering truth. But her heart kept on sinking.
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