o soon. He had spoken little to
either of the two menwho relieved each other in their attendance
upon him; and theyfor their partsmade no effort to rouse his
attention. He had sat thereawakebut dreaming. Nowhe started
upevery minuteand with gasping mouth and burning skin
hurried to and froin such a paroxysm of fear and wrath that even
they—used to such sights—recoiled from him with horror. He
grew so terribleat lastin all the tortures of his evil conscience
that one man could not bear to sit thereeyeing him alone; and so
the two kept watch together.
He cowered down upon his stone bedand thought of the past.
He had been wounded with some missiles from the crowd on the
day of his captureand his head was bandaged with a linen cloth.
His red hair hung down upon his bloodless face; his beard was
tornand twisted into knots; his eyes shone with a terrible light;
his unwashed flesh crackled with the fever that burned him up.
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