There was a young lad ahead of her. " "They shall have it, then," replied his better half, rising. As she stared her eyes grew accustomed to the night; and she discovered five persons instead of four. ‘What a fate he finds for me. You are not a tourist seeking adventure. Occasionally the canvas snapped as the wind veered slightly. A sarcastic smile seemed to play upon the chief-taker's lips; and abashed at his own irresolution, the lad went on. A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. The idiots are marching through the streets in processions from town to town, whipping their own backs until they are covered in blood, spreading the bloody Pestilence wherever they go! The dead pile in the streets like timber.
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