They left the castle that day for another, packing with them the leftovers of the troupe that followed them from place to place, never asking about the occasional disappearance of one of its unlucky members. Andrew's church, the bell of which was tolling, was covered with spectators. "Shpeak up, vill you?" cried Abraham, rapping his knuckles against the hatch. . They came from every part, from the pit, the circle and the gallery, even from the stalls.
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