I was sure I saw him shrink back, and those crowding behind pushed him in.

Then, again, arose a burst of song from the multitude in white, which lasted some time.

When it ceased, a new company of seven commenced its march up the centre.

As they advanced, I looked up at my master: his noble countenance was full of reverence and awe.

Incapable of evil himself, he could scarcely suspect it in another, much less in a multitude such as this, and surrounded with such appearances of solemnity.