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"We shall want some soldiers to look after the mob which will besiege the gallery, but as for the rest of the house . . . ." "Again I tell you, we shall see. Carry out my instructions, and whether they prove successful or no, we will have a merry supper as usual."

There was a gentleman with her, who wore moustaches, and had taken a part in the proceedings at first, by addressing the carmen in French. This was too much, and the mob declared he was Don Carlos. 'You are too good, said the lady, with a sweet expression.

They suggested measures, however, for putting the mob on a false scent, or involving them in some difficult or tedious enterprise, which would give the authorities time for deliberation, and for taking the rioters at disadvantage. If the magistrates could get them out of the city, it would be a great point; they could then shut the gates upon them, and deal with them as they would.

The largest crowd was gathered to see the magicians from the House of Seti, round which the mob squatted on the ground in a compact circle, and the children were good-naturedly placed in the front row. When Bent-Anat reached the place all the religious solemnity was ended.

Blake fairly dragged him in and commanded the driver to whip up. "That old woman will rouse the neighborhood, and we'll have a mob heaving bricks at us in another minute." "That'll be fine!" Dreux declared, his pride revolting at what he considered a cowardly retreat. He had come along in the hope of doing deeds that would add luster to his name, and he did not intend to be disappointed.

But that she may impute to us any harshness or want of politeness, let us tell her that there is an ancient quarrel between philosophy and poetry; of which there are many proofs, such as the saying of 'the yelping hound howling at her lord, or of one 'mighty in the vain talk of fools, and 'the mob of sages circumventing Zeus, and the 'subtle thinkers who are beggars after all'; and there are innumerable other signs of ancient enmity between them.

It was not his face that she had expected to see nor because of him that she had lifted her veil for the mob! He stepped down from the car and gave her his hand. Her fingers clutched his convulsively. And they were cold as the fingers of the dead. A moment later some one came surging through the crowd, and called Aldous by name. It was Blackton.

The few of either police force still standing and helmeted broke into a wild run, but they had no chance! The mob had decided that they had mined and exploded the dome. He turned back toward the Coop, sick with the death of the Kid and the violence. For once, he'd had more than his fill of it. Then a small truck drew up, and an arm went out to draw him inside the cab.

Half a dozen scattered shots from farther along the street seemed to draw away the mob, for the neighborhood became comparatively quiet. A whistle came to them through the open windows, and a man's voice calling: "Wemple! Open the door! It's Habert! Want to talk to you!" Wemple went down, returning in several minutes with a tidily-paunched, well-built, gray-haired American of fifty.

An Inauguration crowd should support the administration. The Lord help the Rail-splitter if that sullen dumb mob are his constituents! Half of them are downright hostile " "Washington's a Southern town," John remarked. "They are not Washington folks not one in a hundred.