It is Mr. Jinks, Miss Judith, and Miss Sallianna.
CHAPTER LXVIII.
THE END OF THE CHAIN.
We are conscious that the description of the great battle just given
is but a poor and lame delineation, and we can only plead defective
powers in that department of art--the treatment of battle-pieces.
We cannot describe the appearance of the battle-field after the
combat, any more than the contest.
Wounded and crack-crowned, groaning and muttering heroes dragging
themselves away--this is the resume which we find it in our power
alone to give.
One hero only seems to be seriously injured.
He is a man of forty-five or fifty, with a heavy black beard, thick
sensual lips, and dog-like face. He is clad roughly; and the few words
which he utters prove that he is a German.
The fight has taken place opposite Mr. Rushton's office, and thither
this man is borne.
Mr. Rushton growls, and demands how he had the audacity to break the
peace. The man mutters. Mr. Rushton observes that he will have him
placed in the stocks, and then sent to jail.
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