She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. She winked at him as he shut the door. " "How so?" inquired Winifred. Milice,’ Gerald translated. ” He laughed. 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. Marines. The sing-song girl, her fiddle broken, was beating her forehead upon the floor and wailing: Ai, ai! Ai, ai! Spurlock—or Taber, as he called himself—sat slumped in a chair, staring with glazed eyes at nothing, absolutely uninterested in the confusion for which he was primarily accountable. The doctor reached over and laid his hand upon Spurlock's heart.
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