Good-evening, William, and keep up your spirits.

It shan't be my fault if you don't soon see the quadroon in the right place for her--at the prisoner's bar." With that farewell he went out.
The days passed, and I did not see him again until the period of my remand had expired.

On this occasion, when I once more appeared before the justice, my mistress appeared with me.

The first sight of her absolutely startled me, she was so sadly altered.

Her face looked so pinched and thin that it was like the face of an old woman.