Submission to the inevitable carried her through the circumstances of her appearance before the magistrate. He did not like it, he said, with a significant look, to be reminded of either his books or his dinners after he had done with them. By a miracle, he averted its path, his hold on the girl’s mouth shifting fast to grasp her wrist. The passage was so narrow that there was only sufficient room for the cart to pass, with a single line of foot-soldiers on one side; and, as the walls of the bridge were covered with spectators, it was not deemed prudent to cross it till these persons were dislodged. Admire her as much as you choose—at a distance.
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