He flung himself backwards, hit the dais and fell heavily before the altar, losing his low-crowned beaver. I care not. Spurlock plodded through the heavy sand, leaden in the heart and mind as well as in the feet. He was, however, instantly beaten back; and the fury of the mob was so great that it was with difficulty he could effect a retreat.
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