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"But hush, and come nearer to see the sight, Sheriff, halberds, and torchmen, look! That's the witch standing mute in her garb of white, By the priest with his bell and book." So the witch was consumed on the sacred pyre, And the priest grew in power and pride, And the witch left a son to succeed his sire In the halls and the lands of Clyde.
Another shriek, and still a third; and now into the leaping flames some dark, misshapen things were flung, and a great shout arose. Then rose, also, a shrill, singsong whine; and suddenly drams roared, now with a different cadence. "Hark!" said the engineer. "The torchmen must have exterminated the other bunch, and got possession of the drums. They're using 'em, themselves and badly!"
His courteous visit had been in secret and in disguise; therefore there were no torchmen in the gardens, and darkness lay between the river steps and the great central gateway.
From the snatches of talk behind the doors they passed, Brian guessed that this lower castle was occupied by the garrison. In this he was right, for with torchmen before and behind them they emerged into the cold night air again and climbed upward, coming to a gate in the wall of the upper castle.
Esmond thought fit to be the last of all in it; he remained after the coaches had rolled away after his dowager aunt's chair and flambeaux had marched off in the darkness towards Chelsey, and the town's people had gone to bed, who had been drawn into the square to gape at the unusual assemblage of chairs and chariots, lackeys, and torchmen.
"But hush, and come nearer to see the sight, Sheriff, halberds, and torchmen, look! That's the witch standing mute in her garb of white, By the priest with his bell and book." So the witch was consumed on the sacred pyre, And the priest grew in power and pride, And the witch left a son to succeed his sire In the halls and the lands of Clyde.
On the right and left of the litters the torchmen took their places. The sextons lit their long candles, and formed in front. Behind trudged the worn, dust-covered, wretched fugitives; and as they failed to realize their rescue, and that they were at last in safety, they did not abate their lamentations.
His men closed around the captives, while Brian and Cathbarr followed him into the castle, the giant still chuckling to himself with great rumbles of laughter. "Let strict watch be kept over these two," said Muiertach in English to one of the torchmen who accompanied them, thinking he would not be understood. "You may yet get a touch of the whip for that order," said Brian in the same tongue.
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