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The Recognition procession

           Thewords"Idonotknowyou,woman!"werefallingfromTomCanty’slipswhenthispiteousthingoccurred;butitsmotehimtothehearttoseehertreatedso;andassheturnedforalastglimpseofhim,whilstthecrowdwasswallowingherfromhissight,sheseemedsowounded,sobroken-hearted,thatashamefelluponhimwhichconsumedhispridetoashes,andwitheredhisstolenroyalty.Hisgrandeurswerestrickenvalueless:theyseemedtofallawayfromhimlikerottenrags.

           

           Theprocessionmovedon,andstillon,througheveraugmentingsplendoursandeveraugmentingtempestsofwelcome;buttoTomCantytheywereasiftheyhadnotbeen.Heneithersawnorheard.Royaltyhadlostitsgraceandsweetness;itspompswerebecomeareproach.Remorsewaseatinghisheartout.Hesaid,"WouldGodIwerefreeofmycaptivity!"

           Hehadunconsciouslydroppedbackintothephraseologyofthefirstdaysofhiscompulsorygreatness.

           Theshiningpageantstillwentwindinglikearadiantandinterminableserpentdownthecrookedlanesofthequaintoldcity,andthroughthehuzzainghosts;butstilltheKingrodewithbowedheadandvacanteyes,seeingonlyhismother’sfaceandthatwoundedlookinit.

           "Largess,largess!"Thecryfelluponanunheedingear.

           "LongliveEdwardofEngland!"Itseemedasiftheearthshookwiththeexplosion;buttherewasnoresponsefromtheKing.

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