All at once they came to the top, the faded blue sky overhead, and whichever way he looked, the horizon, the great rocking circle which hemmed them in. "You'll be as good as your word, my charmer," whispered the executioner. Very slowly, very fearfully, she turned her head. Work becomes distasteful; one thinks of holidays. 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. What can she have done to deserve such a fate? Oh!” They both turned round at Anna’s exclamation.
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