When sentence was passed there wasn't a dry eye in the court. 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. If only he had known it, sympathy was almost entirely with him. What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours. “You don’t have to go if you don’t want to. ” “But I didn’t lose it that way, did I?” She grew hysterical. " "I, Sir!—I swear——" "Tush!" interrupted Jonathan, harshly. Love is one thing and friendship quite another. Already the warm sun was drawing from the pines their delicious odour.
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