The prisoners were both sentenced to death.
On my return to the farm, I did not see Naomi.

Miss Meadowcroft informed her of the result of the trial.

Half an hour later, one of the women-servants handed to me an envelope bearing my name on it in Naomi's handwriting.
The envelope inclosed a letter, and with it a slip of paper on which Naomi had hurriedly written these words: "For God's sake, read the letter I send to you, and do something about it immediately!" I looked at the letter.

It assumed to be written by a gentleman in New York.

Only the day before, he had, by the merest accident, seen the advertisement for John Jago cut out of a newspaper and pasted into a book of "curiosities" kept by a friend.