It'll be your turn to save mine next. ” Drummond shook his head in melancholy fashion. He carried a small bag. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. They would suffer amazing hardships to hunt the snow-leopard; but in the Temple of Five Hundred Gods they would not take the trouble to ask the name of one! But this girl, she was alone. Young and old were dressed in their gayest apparel; and it was evident from the smiles that lighted up every countenance, from the roguish looks of the younger swains, and the demure expression of several pretty rustic maidens, that a ceremony, which never fails to interest all classes,—a wedding,—was about to take place. "By desire of his Majesty," said the jailer, consequentially. There was no response. "Poor thing!" muttered he, as the widow departed on her errand, "she's seen better days and better circumstances than she'll ever see again, I'm sure. I think you’re wrong. Ruth was something to study for future copy; she was almost unbelievable. Other, and more serious impositions, inasmuch as they affected a poorer class of persons, were practised by the underlings of the jail. A sprinkling of callow youths, and a couple of pronounced young Jews, who were talking loudly together in some unintelligible jargon of the City.
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