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 gathering up pieces of glass; sometimes jumped up, trying to catch the feathers which were flying in the air. A police man arrived, his sabre clattering; the cries and moans increased.

“Catch him! Hold him!”

Someone carrying out the booty dropped it under the feet of a passer-by, causing him to fall at full length. A loud laugh rang out.

I saw on the ground a bleeding corpse, the face of which was completely covered by the hair.

“Holla, boys! here!”

This cry came from the interior of the court-yard, and immediately the crowd ran shouting in that direction. Curses filled the air. Somebody roared:

“Death! Death!”

A man on the second floor knocked down the wall between the windows with an iron pole. The lime and