The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. " There was a pause. Be frank, I beg you, Miss Pellissier. From the opposite corner under the trees a man with his hat slouched over his eyes stood and glowered at them. He was conscious of a peculiar pleasure in sitting there and thinking of those few hours which already were becoming to assume a definite importance in his mind—a place curiously apart from those dry-as-dust images which had become the gods of his prosaic life. Paul's, hanging like a black cloud in the air; and nearer to him he remarked the golden ball on the summit of the College of Physicians, compared by Garth to a "gilded pill. “Have to take your turn,” he remarked laconically. The pistol was his own, it is true, but it was one which was taken from him when he forced his way in upon me before. In Old Palace Yard everybody ran. They were just nice.
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