Kneebone," she added, drawing up her magnificent figure to its full height, and making the heavy cudgel whistle through the air, "look to yourself. “Don’t think that I have been playing the spy upon you,” he continued. He did not pocket it, but sat hefting it lightly from hand to hand, watching the girl thoughtfully. 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.
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