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Ah, poor boy! (Chafes his hands and temples, and recovers.) My good young Sir, go into my house for a while and recover yourself.

There was a wonderful buzzing of voices round me.

There was nobody spoke to you but myself; and I spoke softly, too.

I must go to my father.

Yes, presently; but not till you are better recovered. Beside, he is engaged at present with gentlemen, who are assisting him to prepare for his trial.

His trial! Oh, oh!—But he is innocent!

Yes, my good boy; we hope so: and then there is no fear of him.

The innocent are never condemned in this country.