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rils,someobservethesethings,andall
thingsontheirlastroadside,withanimpassivestareothers,with
alingeringinterestinthewaysoflifeandmen.Some,seatedwith
droopingheads,aresunkinsilentdespairagain,therearesome
soheedfuloftheirlooksthattheycastuponthemultitudesuch
glancesastheyhaveseenintheatres,andinpictures.Several
closetheireyes,andthink,ortrytogettheirstrayingthoughts
together.Onlyone,andheamiserablecreature,ofacrazed
aspect,issoshatteredandmadedrunkbyhorror,thathesings,
andtriestodance.Notoneofthewholenumberappealsbylook
orgesture,tothepityofthepeople.
Thereisaguardofsundryhorsemenridingabreastofthe
tumbrils,andfacesareoftenturneduptosomeofthem,andthey
areaskedsomequestion.Itwouldseemtobealwaysthesame
question,foritisalwaysfollowedbyapressofpeopletowardsthe
thirdcart.Thehorsemenabreastofthatcart,frequentlypoint