" Upon which, he set off in the direction of the entry. Sometimes I think you would have been much better off if you had been born in death-worshipping Egypt instead of in the Fourteenth Century. ’ I don’t know what you’d call it —a sort of witchery, almost suggestiveness. 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. Once more cheered by daylight, he hastened forward, and entered the chapel. He grabbed her hair viciously and whispered loudly into her tear-streaked face.
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