Home!— which I never hoped to see again. A bobbing lantern, crossing the bridge—for she had not drawn the curtain—attracted her attention. In stature, he was short and stumpy; in person, corpulent; and in countenance, sleek, snub-nosed, and demure. Here was a poor half-naked creature, with a straw crown on his head, and a wooden sceptre in his hand, seated on the ground with all the dignity of a monarch on his throne. I wonder why on earth the curtains are drawn. The bridge was protected on either side by a railing with bannisters placed at wide intervals. She was on the rim of civilization, entering, as Spurlock was on the rim, preparing to make his exit.
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