" "Not at fisticuffs, perhaps," interrupted Jack, fiercely; "but I've my knife. 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. The next moment his grasp relaxed, and he sank to rise no more.
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