A dozen books lay upon the counterpane. I too, Anna, have watched and read of your success with—I must confess it—some misgiving. The original passage, Martha had told her, had led only from an upstairs room to one downstairs. I owed his father a grudge: that I settled long ago. You bring me this grandfather, whom you know well I do not in the least wish to see, for I have told you so. 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.
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