, and he makes no sign nor motion.
the stage comes rattling dogers out of the door. the stage halts for a moment s his .
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just fifty years have passed, and again it is market day at uttoxeter.
the rain is falling in the streets. the people hts. one uess him to be seventy years of age. he is large and not e grimaces as he clambers out of the chaise. he h afflicted .
he looks at the little stalls ranged along the arket place. some have roofs over them and are the centers of noisy trade. others have fallen into disuse and are empty.
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