THE BRIDE OF THE SUN
155
by the same mob which had placed them there. Massacred, then hanged over the cathedral gates, they were finally roasted and devoured by the populace.
So fast did Natividad flee, that Dick and the Marquis could hardly keep up with him. Uncle Francis, bringing up the rear, was muttering to himself:
"Damn nonsense, sir, damn nonsense. They're not going to frighten me."
