His cheeks were puffy, and his eyes blood-shot. "I shall need little more. ” “The good God!” Anna murmured, herself shaken with fear. Now you will learn the result. . You must forgive the poet’s license I take. We shall be equally matched. He glanced downwards at the impetuous torrent, which he could perceive shooting past him with lightning swiftness in the gloom. " He stared at the agitated curtain; and slowly his chin sank until it touched his chest. Most of the mob were armed with pikes, staves, swords, muskets, and other weapons, and offered a most desperate resistance to the soldiery, whom they drove back with a shower of paving-stones.
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