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God,”saytheseerstotheenchanted,inthewiseArabianstories,
“thenremainso!But,ifthouwearthisformthroughmerepassing
conjuration,thenresumethyformeraspect!”Changelessand
hopeless,thetumbrilsrollalong.
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Asthesombrewheelsofthesixcartsgoround,theyseemto
ploughupalongcrookedfurrowamongthepopulaceinthe
streets.Ridgesoffacesarethrowntothissideandtothat,the
ploughsgosteadilyonward.Sousedaretheregularinhabitantsof
thehousestothespectacle,thatinmanywindowsthereareno
people,andinsomeoccupationofthehandsisnotsomuchas
suspended,whiletheeyessurveythefacesinthetumbrils.Here
andthere,theinmatehasvisitorstoseethesightthenhepoints
hisfinger,withsomethingofthecomplacencyofacuratoror
authorisedexponent,tothiscartandtothis,andseemstotellwho
sathereyesterday,andwhotherethedaybefore.
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