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Again they would come to whole towns of palaces, whose proper ined into barracks: troops

of idle soldiers leaning out of the state here their

accoutre to the

away the props of the

edifices that supported them, and must soon, with them, be smashed on

the heads of the other swarms of soldiers and the swarms of priests, and

the swar population left to be

ruined, in the streets below

Through such scenes, the family procession moved on to Venice And here

it dispersed for a time, as they were to live in Venice so as the whole Marshalsea) on the

Grand Canal In this crowning unreality, where all the streets were paved ater,

and where the deathlike stillness of the days and nights was broken by

no sound but the softened ringing of church-bells, the rippling of

the current, and the cry of the gondoliers turning the corners of the

flowing streets, Little Dorrit, quite lost by her task being done, sat

down to ay life, went here and there, and

turned night into day; but she was tiaieties,