" And he strode out of the
place. ‘The credentials, milor’,’ he ventured. It was grated and crested with spikes,
like that he had just burst open, and thinking it a needless waste of time to force
it, he broke off one of the spikes, which he carried with him for further purposes,
and then climbed over it. She was aware of the body of the court, of clerks seated at a black
table littered with papers, of policemen standing about stiffly with expressions of
conscious integrity, and a murmuring background of the heads and shoulders of
spectators close behind her. “Did you—did you really think that they would take you for a Frenchman?” she
exclaimed. Amid this portentous hush, the report of a pistol reached the carpenter's ears;
and, raising his head at the sound, he beheld a sight which filled him with fresh
apprehensions. THAMES DARRELL. A.
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