'Holloa! My captain there!'
'What's the matter here?' cried Simon Tappertit, bustling up in a great
heat. 'Do you call this order?'
'Nothing like it, captain,' answered Hugh, still holding her back with
his outstretched hand. 'It's against all orders. Ladies are carrying
off our gallant soldiers from their duty. The word of command, captain!
They're filing off the ground. Quick!'
'Close!' cried Simon, with the whole power of his lungs. 'Form! March!'
She was thrown to the ground; the whole field was in motion; Barnaby was
whirled away into the heart of a dense mass of men, and she saw him no
more.
Chapter 49
The mob had been divided from its first assemblage into four divisions;
the London, the Westminster, the Southwark, and the Scotch. Each of
these divisions being subdivided into various bodies, and these bodies
being drawn up in various forms and figures, the general arrangement
was, except to the few chiefs and leaders, as unintelligible as the
plan of a great battle to the meanest soldier in the field. It was not
without its method, however; for, in a very short space of time after
being put in motion, the crowd had resolved itself into three great
parties, and were prepared, as had been arranged, to cross the river
by different bridges, and make for the House of Commons in separate
detachments.
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