We dismounted, and left our thanks once more for my lord, and then approached a crowd assembled in the center of the square, to see what might be the object of interest.

It was the remnant of that old peregrinating band of slaves! So they had been dragging their chains about, all this weary time.

That poor husband was gone, and also many others; and some few purchases had been added to the gang.

The king was not interested, and wanted to move along, but I was absorbed, and full of pity.

I could not take my eyes away from these worn and wasted wrecks of humanity.
There they sat, grounded upon the ground, silent, uncomplaining, with bowed heads, a pathetic sight.