Maggot was equipped in a light blue riding-habit, trimmed with silver, a hunting-cap and a flaxen peruke, and, instead of a whip, carried a stout cudgel. His mind was filled briefly with psychic images of a charnel house that danced like a spider in his head. Ireton, was appointed to the office, stood with a hammer in one hand, and a punch in the other, near the great stone block, ready to fulfil his duty. "No Mohocks! No Scourers!" cried the mob.
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