F. I will be as silent as the grave. His frame was wasted, and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard, which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white. At the open door stood a young man in a rich garb with a mask on his face, who was encouraging the mob by words and gestures. Lucy followed her. She chastised herself for thinking of her husband and lord as being weak. Carefully sustaining the child which, even in that terrible extremity, he had not the heart to abandon, he fell upon his knees, and, guiding himself with his right hand, crept slowly on.
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