He stooped a little, and with his tattered blue cap pointed under the carriage. All his fellows stooped to look under the carriage—Book 2, chap. viii.
Drive him fast from the tomb. This from Jacques—Book 2, chap. ix.
"Think now and then that there is a man who would give his life to keep a life you love beside you"—Book 2, chap. xiii.
"It is frightful, messieurs. How can the women and children draw water? Who can gossip of an evening under that shadow?"—Book 2, chap. xv.
