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. ‘There was a priest, the father confessor, you understand. "I'd lay down my life for yours. Dear me! if there isn't his knock.
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