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The sights he had seen there, with brief snatches of food and

sleep by intervals, shall remain untold. The mad joy over the

prisoners who were saved, had astounded him scarcely less than

the mad ferocity against those who were cut to pieces. One

prisoner there was, he said, who had been discharged into the

street free, but at whom a mistaken savage had thrust a pike as

he passed out. Being besought to go to him and dress the wound,

the Doctor had passed out at the same gate, and had found him in

the arms of a company of Samaritans, who were seated on the

bodies of their victims. With an inconsistency as monstrous as

anything in this awful nightmare, they had helped the healer, and

tended the wounded man with the gentlest solicitude--had made a

litter for him and escorted him carefully from the spot--had then

caught up their weapons and plunged anew into a butchery so

dreadful, that the Doctor had covered his eyes with his hands,

and swooned away in the midst of it.