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Chapter 45

           

           Butnight-timeinthisdreadfulspot!—night,whenthesmokewaschangedtofire;wheneverychimneyspiritedupitsflame;andplaces,thathadbeendarkvaultsallday,nowshonered-hot,withfiguresmovingtoandfrowithintheirblazingjaws,andcallingtooneanotherwithhoarsecries—night,whenthenoiseofeverystrangemachinewasaggravatedbythedarkness;whenthepeoplenearthemlookedwilderandmoresavage;whenbandsofunemployedlabourersparadedtheroads,orclusteredbytorch-lightroundtheirleaders,whotoldthem,insternlanguage,oftheirwrongs,andurgedthemontofrightfulcriesandthreats;whenmaddenedmen,armedwithswordandfirebrand,spurningthetearsandprayersofwomenwhowouldrestrainthem,rushedforthonerrandsofterroranddestruction,toworknoruinhalfsosurelyastheirown—night,whencartscamerumblingby,filledwithrudecoffins(forcontagiousdiseaseanddeathhadbeenbusywiththelivingcrops);whenorphanscried,anddistractedwomenshriekedandfollowedintheirwake—night,whensomecalledforbread,andsomefordrinktodrowntheircares,andsomewithtears,andsomewithstaggeringfeet,andsomewithbloodshoteyes,wentbroodinghome—night,which,unlikethenightthatHeavensendsonearth,broughtwithitnopeace,norquiet,norsignsofblessedsleep—whoshalltelltheterrorsofthenighttotheyoungwanderingchild!

           Andyetshelaydown,withnothingbetweenherandthesky;and,withnofearforherself,forshewaspastitnow,putupaprayerforthepooroldman.

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