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been given a death sentence and the man who committed adultery--where is he? He must have won pardon with a bribe. All Quinn can do is bring her water on a sponge, and when she swings down close enough he quenches her terrible thirst.
She can no longer speak, she is so weak, but her eyes say everything her voice cannot express. She gives him a look that says she has never received such kindness before. Weeping for her, Quinn departs--for the authorities, he senses, will soon be coming to drive him away from her.
Quinn is led to the garden pavilion of an estate perched high above the city-- and it is warm there, due to the warm springs that issue from the great mountain, producing warmth for pools and fountains and gardens. Not only is it pleasant all year round, but it is most private and desirable for interviews, being away from the great mansion where there are the eyes and ears of many servants and relatives.