Chapter 31, Third of May Merrymakings

     One poor wretch had danced himself into a sewer. The carriage was halted for a moment as the coachman lashed at the crowd around the open stench-hole. I saw the expertly-aimed whip snip off the feathers on the head scarves of three Lithuanians in one single movement. An old peasant woman who saw the trick screamed with excitement and hurried from the crowd with her people following her…

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