It was Blueskin. In spite of his shrieks, the miserable Jew was then dragged into the wellhole, and the rope being tied round his neck, he was launched from the bridge. The crowd dispersed in different directions, and most fortunately a heavy shower coming on, put them altogether to flight. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue. She said there was no other way to get them to stop their constant screaming. She's fine.
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