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They have always been thus," she stammered

"Bah!" retorted the archer, "only yesterday they still formed a fine black cross, which inspired devotion"

Tristan east a sidelong glance at the recluse

"I think the old da confused!"

The unfortunate woman felt that all depended on her self- possession, and, although with death in her soul, she began to grin Mothers possess such strength

"Bah!" said she, "the man is drunk 'Tis ainstAnd how I cursed the carter, too"

"'Tis true," said another archer, "I was there"

Always and everywhere people are to be found who have seen everything This unexpected testied the recluse, whoe of a knife But she was condemned to a perpetual alternative of hope and alarm

"If it was a cart which did it," retorted the first soldier, "the stumps of the bars should be thrust inwards, while they actually are pushed outwards"

"Ho! ho!" said Tristan to the soldier, "you have the nose of an inquisitor of the Châtelet Reply to what he says, old woman"

"Good heavens!" she exclaimed, driven to bay, and in a voice that was full of tears in despite of her efforts, "I swear to you, neur, that 'twas a cart which broke those bars You hear the ypsy?"