there, not caring if he did, demoralised, and almost weeping with thirst, fatigue,
and depression.
And on the harbour, in the midst of the drays and casks, and in the streets, at the
corners, the good folk opened large wonder-stricken eyes at this sight, so
extraordinary in the provinces, a cab with blinds drawn, and which appeared thus
constantly shut more closely than a tomb, and tossing about like a vessel.
Once in the middle of the day, in the open country, just as the sun beat most
fiercely against the old plated lanterns, a bared hand passed beneath the small
blinds of yellow canvas, and threw out some scraps of paper that scattered in the
wind, and farther off lighted like white butterflies on a field of red clover all in
bloom.
At about six o'clock the carriage stopped in a back street of the Beauvoisine
Quarter, and a woman got out, who walked with her veil down, and without
turning her head.
