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Updated: June 14, 2025
What comparison was there between what Els had done for her gentle, patient mother, or what she would do for old Herr Casper, who lay in a soft bed it had been shown to her as something of rare beauty, of ebony and ivory and the task of nursing these infamous gallows-birds bleeding from severe wounds, and these depraved sick women?
A table stood there, furnished with jugs and pipes and cans, and by light of candles that burned as blue as brimstone could be seen the three gallows-birds from Gibbet Island, with halters on their necks, clinking their tankards together and trolling forth a drinking-song.
"There are always a dozen alibis and false witnesses for these gallows-birds. It's time the people were doing something." "It looks very much as though we were doing something," said Benito, with a glance at the gathering crowd. There were shouts of "Lynch them! Bring them out and hang them to a tree!" Someone thrust a handbill toward Benito, who grasped it mechanically.
"You gallows-birds and brood of hell I am coming." The giggling ceased; a few youthful figures appeared in the moonlight, the old man pursued them panting, and, after a short chase, a troop of youths fled back through the temple gate.
In the middle of that room, round a great fire, were Bientina, Battista dell'Ottonaio, Barlacchi, Baia, and other merry spirits, dressed after the manner of beggars, wastrels, and gallows-birds, who, pretending not to be seen by those who came in from time to time and gathered into a circle, and conversing of the men of the Company and also of themselves, said the hardest things in the world about those who had thrown away their all and spent on suppers and feasts much more than was right.
Fraisier, Remonencq, and Magus, three gallows-birds, were examining the seventeen hundred different objects which formed the old musician's collection one by one. Schmucke had gone to bed. The three kites, drawn by the scent of a corpse, were masters of the field. "Make no noise," said La Cibot whenever Magus went into ecstasies or explained the value of some work of art to Remonencq.
He spends his days now hunting out the gallows-birds out of the dens in town here, and they're all to be transported into the country to start a new Arcadia. A few men and women like himself, but the bulk is from the dens, I tell you. All start fair, level ground, perpetual celibacy, mutual trust, honor, rise according to the stuff that's in them, pah! it makes me sick!"
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