Opposite the gallows was an open gallery, or scaffolding, like the stand at a racecourse, which, on state occasions, was crowded with spectators. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Nobody regards Constance or Vee as a delicate trifle.
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