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Master Nicless, in his endeavour to soften matters down, let slip,
although he would gladly have omitted, this plural, "their
honours"--respectful to the group, but mortifying, perhaps, to the
chief, confounded therein, to some degree, with his subordinates.
Ursus started like a man falling off a bed, on which he was sound
asleep.
"
What is the matter?" said he.
He saw the police, and at the head of the police the justice. A fresh
and rude shock.
But a short time ago, the wapentake, now the justice of the quorum. He
seemed to have been cast from one to the other, as ships by some reefs
of which we have read in old stories.
The justice of the quorum made him a sign to enter the tavern. Ursus
obeyed.
Govicum, who had just got up, and who was sweeping the room, stopped his
work, got into a corner behind the tables, put down his broom, and held
his breath. He plunged his fingers into his hair, and scratched his
head, a symptom which indicated attention to what was about to occur.
The justice of the quorum sat down on a form, before a table.
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