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BARNABY RUDGE - A TALE OF THE RIOTS OF 'EIGHTY by Charles ...

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everything else was done. Finally, he was left under a guard offour soldiers with fixed bayonets, while the officer directed inperson the search of the house and the other buildings connectedwith it.This was soon completed. The soldiers formed again in the yard; hewas marched out, with his guard about him; and ordered to fall in,where a space was left. The others closed up all round, and sothey moved away, with the prisoner in the centre.When they came into the streets, he felt he was a sight; andlooking up as they passed quickly along, could see people runningto the windows a little too late, and throwing up the sashes tolook after him. Sometimes he met a staring face beyond the headsabout him, or under the arms of his conductors, or peering downupon him from a waggon-top or coach-box; but this was all he saw,being surrounded <strong>by</strong> so many men. The very noises of the streetsseemed muffled and subdued; and the air came stale and hot uponhim, like the sickly breath of an oven.Tramp, tramp. Tramp, tramp. Heads erect, shoulders square, everyman stepping in exact time--all so orderly and regular--nobodylooking at him--nobody seeming conscious of his presence,--he couldhardly believe he was a Prisoner. But at the word, though onlythought, not spoken, he felt the handcuffs galling his wrists, thecord pressing his arms to his sides: the loaded guns levelled athis head; and those cold, bright, sharp, shining points turnedtowards him: the mere looking down at which, now that he was boundand helpless, made the warm current of his life run cold.Chapter 58They were not long in reaching the barracks, for the officer who

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