[The Gilded Age Part 7. by Mark Twain and Charles Dudley Warner]@TWC D-Link bookThe Gilded Age Part 7. CHAPTER LX 11/13
The lecture agent ran in, with a hurried question upon his lips; but she put forth her hands, and with the tears raining from her eyes, said: "Oh, do not speak! Take me away-please take me away, out of this. dreadful place! Oh, this is like all my life--failure, disappointment, misery--always misery, always failure.
What have I done, to be so pursued! Take me away, I beg of you, I implore you!" Upon the pavement she was hustled by the mob, the surging masses roared her name and accompanied it with every species of insulting epithet; they thronged after the carriage, hooting, jeering, cursing, and even assailing the vehicle with missiles.
A stone crushed through a blind, wounding Laura's forehead, and so stunning her that she hardly knew what further transpired during her flight. It was long before her faculties were wholly restored, and then she found herself lying on the floor by a sofa in her own sitting-room, and alone. So she supposed she must have sat down upon the sofa and afterward fallen.
She raised herself up, with difficulty, for the air was chilly and her limbs were stiff.
She turned up the gas and sought the glass. She hardly knew herself, so worn and old she looked, and so marred with blood were her features.
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