His legs were dreadfully swelled; his hands bruised; and his fetters occasioned him intolerable pain. The hangman is always an object of peculiar detestation to the mob, a tremendous hooting hailed his appearance, and both staves and swords were required to preserve order. “I am sure,” she said, “that you mean to stay until you are turned out. I can’t love you. She put down the sketch-books and apparatus she had brought with her, pulled out her stool, and sat down.
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