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Tranquillity
is
restored
,
and
along
with
it
a
resumption
of
the
deadly
design
.
The
Regulators
are
still
in
the
same
temper
.
The
ludicrous
incident
,
whilst
perplexing
,
has
not
provoked
their
mirth
;
but
the
contrary
.
Some
feel
shame
at
the
sorry
figure
they
have
cut
,
in
the
face
of
a
false
alarm
;
while
others
are
chafed
at
the
interruption
of
the
solemn
ceremonial
.
They
return
to
it
with
increased
vindictiveness
--
as
proved
by
their
oaths
,
and
angry
exclamations
.
Once
more
the
vengeful
circle
closes
around
the
condemned
--
the
terrible
tableau
is
reconstructed
.
Once
more
the
ruffians
lay
hold
of
the
rope
;
and
for
the
second
time
every
one
is
impressed
with
the
solemn
thought
:
"
Soon
must
the
soul
of
Maurice
Gerald
go
back
to
its
God
!
"
Thank
heaven
,
there
is
another
interruption
to
that
stern
ceremonial
of
death
.
How
unlike
to
death
is
that
bright
form
flitting
under
the
shadows
,
--
flashing
out
into
the
open
sunlight
.
"
A
woman
!
a
beautiful
woman
!
"
