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were on the right hand, now they were on the left. He understood that they had described a circle, and were bringing him back to Rome.
"Oh! unfortunate," he cried, "they must have obtained my arrest."
The carriage continued to roll on with frightful speed. A terrible hour elapsed, for every spot they passed indicated they were returning
on the road. At length, he saw a dark mass, against which it seemed the carriage must dash; but it turned round, leaving behind it the mass, which was no other than one of the ramparts encircling Rome.
"Oh! oh!" cried Danglars, "we are not returning to Rome; then it