’ Gerald controlled a quivering lip. The father, granite; the daughter, fire: Spurlock saw the one and heard the other, his amazement indescribable. Then the bridge had arched gateways, bristling with spikes, and garnished (as all ancient gateways ought to be) with the heads of traitors. Meanwhile, the mob outside had prodigiously increased, and had begun to exhibit some disposition to riot.
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