"To-night, then, at the old sycamore, as the moon rises," he whispered
in her ear, as sadly and silently she withdrew from his embrace.
CHAPTER XVIII.
PARTING AND FLIGHT.
With Ralph, the unhappy woodman, thus even denied to hope, returned,
more miserable than before, to the village of Chestatee. The crowd there
had been largely diminished. The more obnoxious among the
offenders--those who, having taken the most prominent part in the late
affair, apprehended the severest treatment--had taken themselves as much
out of sight as possible. Even Munro and Rivers, with all their
hardihood, were no longer to be seen, and those still lingering in the
village were such as under no circumstances might well provoke suspicion
of "subtle deed and counter enterprise." They were the fat men, the beef
of society--loving long speeches and goodly cheer. The two friends, for
so we may call them, were left almost in the exclusive possession of the
hotel, and without observation discussed their several plans of
departure.
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