As the day wore on, the crowds diminished,—many who would not submit to the turnkey's demands were sent away ungratified,—and at five o'clock, only two strangers, Mr. The bridge was protected on either side by a railing with bannisters placed at wide intervals. ‘Lord, no! I’ve a better regard for my skin, I thank you. Ann Veronica, who knew her dress became her, dropped a curtsy to her father’s regard. But tell her this, too. His countenance was pale as death, but not a muscle quivered; nor did he betray the slightest appearance of fear.
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