"It's the skull of a rebel," said Jonathan, with marked emphasis on the word, "blown by the wind from a spike on the bridge above us. ’ ‘Poor sort of a mother,’ Martha said with bitterness. Marvel, who proceeded to the cart, and took his seat upon the coffin. ’ Mrs Sindlesham laughed lightly, but her eyes quizzed him. The prison gates were besieged like the entrance of a booth at a fair; and the Condemned Hold where he was confined, and to which visitors were admitted at the moderate rate of a guinea a-head, had quite the appearance of a showroom. But after all, what did it matter whether she had secrets or not? To him she was not a woman but a symbol; and one did not investigate the antecedents of symbols.
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