They lived in a castle, the same place she had been turned in. These particulars are familiar to all, who have any title to the knowledge. The thought made her exquisitely happy. To the poor carpenter it seemed an endless distance. The doleful procession at once assumed a festive character. It was a boy baby cooing in swaddling clothes, a baby who had just been born to the butcher's servant across the alley, the maid Isobella who trailed behind, beaming. Disappointed puppy-love, and all that. ’ Kimble’s eyes widened. There was a murmur or two among the watchers on the bench, but no one ventured to intervene again. The rest of the crowd followed suit with weak laughter.
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