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Sometimes folks put their heads out of lattice windows, sometimes some idle troubadour seemed to sing, and nobody hurried or troubled about anything. SOMETIMES FOLKS PUT THEIR HEADS OUT OF LATTICED WINDOWS SOMETIMES SOME IDLE TROUBADORE SEEMED TO SING AND NOBODY HURRIED OR TROUBLED ABOUT ANYTHING
 where his cupboard had been in which he kept his tea-things: they were all standing on the table now. When Mr. Sladden glanced through his new window it was late in a summer's evening; the butterflies some while ago would have closed their wings, though the bat would scarcely yet be drifting abroad--but this was in London: the shops were shut and street-lamps not yet lighted. Mr. Sladden rubbed his eyes, then rubbed the window, and still he saw a sky of blazing blue, and far, far down beneath him, so that no sound came up from it or smoke of chimneys, a mediaeval city set with towers; brown roofs and cobbled streets, and then white walls and buttresses, and beyond them bright green fields and tiny streams. On the towers archers lolled, and along the walls were pikemen, and now and then a wagon went down some old-world street and lumbered through the gateway and out to the country, and now and then a wagon drew up to the city from the mist that was rolling with evening over the fields. W WINDOW IT WAS WHERE HIS CUPBOARD HAD BEEN IN WHICH HE KEPT HIS TEA THINGS THEY WERE ALL STANDING ON THE TABLE NOW WHEN MISTER SLADDING GLANCED THROUGH HIS NEW WINDOW IT WAS LATE IN A SUMMER'S EVENING THE BUTTERFLIES SOME WHILE AGO WOULD HAVE CLOSED THEIR WINGS THOUGH THE BAT WOULD SCARCELY YET BE DRIFTING ABROAD BUT THIS WAS IN LONDON THE SHOPS WERE SHUT AND STREET LAMPS NOT YET LIGHTED MISTER SLIDIN RUBBED HIS EYES THEN RUBBED THE WINDOW AND STILL HE SAW A SKY OF BLAZING BLUE AND FAR FAR DOWN BENEATH HIM SO THAT NO SOUND CAME UP FROM IT OR SMOKE OF CHIMNEYS A MEDIAEVAL CITY SET WITH TOWERS BROWN ROOFS AND COBBLED STREETS AND THEN WHITE WALLS AND BUTTRESSES AND BEYOND THEM BRIGHT GREEN FIELDS AND TINY STREAMS ON THE TOWERS ARCHERS LOLLED AND ALONG THE WALLS WERE PIKEMEN AND NOW AND THEN A WAGON WENT DOWN SOME OLD WORLD STREET AND LUMBERED THROUGH THE GATEWAY AND OUT TO THE COUNTRY AND NOW AND THEN A WAGON DREW UP TO THE CITY FROM THE MIST THAT WAS ROLLING WITH EVENING OVER THE FIELDS
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