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He was indeed a pitiable object: the rags, that hung about him, were all splashed with mud: his white hair and his long beard were tossed about in wild disorder. Yet he walked upright, with a stately tread, as if used to command: andstrangest sight of allSylvie and Bruno came with him, clinging to his hands, and gazing at him with looks of silent love.