They met a good many idlers, and all stared at them.
It was no wonder they should stare, but there was an unfriendliness in their looks which Curdie did not like.

No one, however, offered them any molestation: Lina did not invite liberties.

After a long ascent, they reached the principal gate of the city and entered.
The street was very steep, ascending toward the palace, which rose in great strength above all the houses.

Just as they entered, a baker, whose shop was a few doors inside the gate, came out in his white apron, and ran to the shop of his friend, the barber, on the opposite side of the way.

But as he ran he stumbled and fell heavily.