But the young man was captured in my grounds; he was known to be a _protege_ of my brother's.

Finding him wounded and faint with loss of blood, we naturally did our best for him, and this again renders me perhaps too sympathetic.

The law is the law, however, and must take its course." No attitude could have been more proper or have shown better feeling.
So Raoul, who made a rapid recovery--barring the limp which he carried to the end of his days--was tried, condemned, and sentenced in the space of two hours.

He stuck to his story, and the court had no alternative.

Dartmoor or Stapleton inevitably awaited the prisoner who broke parole and was retaken.