” He did not look at her. . The hangman is always an object of peculiar detestation to the mob, a tremendous hooting hailed his appearance, and both staves and swords were required to preserve order. Her attenuated arms were crossed upon her breast; and her black brows and eyelashes contrasted fearfully with the livid whiteness of her skin. “It—it—must come,” she faltered. The whole neighbourhood was disturbed. Not all of us, but some of us.
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