’ A panel slid open and she stepped into the relative light of the little dressingroom, Kimble close behind her. “Politics!” Ennison answered grimly. She loved Florence, wandering the huge markets which bustled day and night. Their duty was to see who came in, or went out; to lock up, and open the different wards; to fetter such prisoners as were ordered to be placed in irons; to distribute the allowances of provision; and to maintain some show of decorum; for which latter purpose they were allowed to carry whips and truncheons. Dolby smiled. Brown or Jones, I dare say. Retract your words instantly, or take the consequences.
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