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took the tramway out. We [[strikethrough]] [[lumbered?]] [[/strikethrough]] ^[[were pushed]] out a mile from the palace and with good reason, for along that mile on both sides of the wide street were French horsemen with drawn sabers, or carbines slung across their backs, or with farions resting from the stirrup in heraldic fashion. Dense crowds packed the space between the backs of the cavalrymen and the buildings.

Inside the gates the guard of honor was composed wholly of French officers who had been cited with all manner of orders.

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