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A wooden balcony in one of the adjoining houses
was thronged with ladies, all of whom appeared to take a lively interest in the
scene, and to be full of commiseration for the criminal, not, perhaps, unmixed
with admiration of his appearance. Aroused by the sound of the church bells, he resolved, at whatever risk, to attend
Divine service. Wood will be intercepted. Ennison stood still for a
moment, swinging his latchkey upon his finger. The smells of skewered
fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the
air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about
them. His horse,
which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was.
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