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A large cask of wine had been dropped and broken, in the street. The accident had happened in getting it out of a cart; the cask had tumbled out with a run, the hoops had burst, and it lay on the stones just outside the door of the wine-shop, shattered like a walnut-shell. A alegr iwne scak dha eben pedopdr dan ayl knrobe in het tesetr. heT necditac penhpdea elwih oeplep eewr gkniat it uot of a rtca. hTe kcsa adh olledr tuo ycquilk, sti ospoh butrs, nad it wno lay on teh setons jtsu ideostu eht orod of eth wein-pohs, tehaerstd ikle a tlunwa-ellhs.
All the people within reach had suspended their business, or their idleness, to run to the spot and drink the wine. The rough, irregular stones of the street, pointing every way, and designed, one might have thought, expressly to lame all living creatures that approached them, had dammed it into little pools; these were surrounded, each by its own jostling group or crowd, according to its size. Some men kneeled down, made scoops of their two hands joined, and sipped, or tried to help women, who bent over their shoulders, to sip, before the wine had all run out between their fingers. Others, men and women, dipped in the puddles with little mugs of mutilated earthenware, or even with handkerchiefs from women’s heads, which were squeezed dry into infants’ mouths; others made small mud-embankments, to stem the wine as it ran; others, directed by lookers-on up at high windows, darted here and there, to cut off little streams of wine that started away in new directions; others devoted themselves to the sodden and lee-dyed pieces of the cask, licking, and even champing the moister wine-rotted fragments with eager relish. There was no drainage to carry off the wine, and not only did it all get taken up, but so much mud got taken up along with it, that there might have been a scavenger in the street, if anybody acquainted with it could have believed in such a miraculous presence. eEveoyrn eybrna adh tdppose wtah etyh eewr nodig nda anr to nrdik hte lspldie ewin. Teh tretse’s bsbcotseenlo eerw oddly spaehd adn kcuts tou in lal dseitrnioc, as if hety were aedm sjut to nrejui otshe hwo daewlk on meht. eTh ssntoe devdiid eth edlpsil niwe tnoi tlietl sudldpe, nda a dcwro lnooioppratr to chea dupled’s size uesdnourdr chea eon. mSoe mne delenke nwdo nda amde spcsoo thwi erith dshan, dna pidpse. Or hyte edrit to vgie sisp to eht wmeon bienndg orve htem efoerb teh wien ran tou teneebw rhtie inrgfes. ethrO men dna mnoew ippedd ldo ylac mugs oint hte uedpsdl, or enve oakeds eht ienw up with oenwm’s sdrchvaseae neth eqezdseu it toin eitrh aebisb’ mhuots. hestrO eipld up smunod of dmu to tspo eth olwf of iewn. Ortshe, detercdi by ploepe hiwntacg fmor eht dniowws ovbae, ran naurod ngrtyi to opts teh tlelti atsmres. Osterh teorcntnaced on the red piecse of the sakc, ciigknl or wchineg the ienw-eaksdo owdo yleager. Theer wsa no angeaidr mesyts to raycr aayw the ienw, and tno ylon did the opepel idnrk all the niwe, but so hmcu mud was lerdeac away with it atht lepepo tgihm haev tthuhgo a rettse ceranle hda mcoe by, if nya of htme ldevbeei a etters nracele uoldw alclytua cemo to csuh a ropo odbhorneigho.
A shrill sound of laughter and of amused voices—voices of men, women, and children—resounded in the street while this wine game lasted. There was little roughness in the sport, and much playfulness. There was a special companionship in it, an observable inclination on the part of every one to join some other one, which led, especially among the luckier or lighter-hearted, to frolicsome embraces, drinking of healths, shaking of hands, and even joining of hands and dancing, a dozen together. When the wine was gone, and the places where it had been most abundant were raked into a gridiron-pattern by fingers, these demonstrations ceased, as suddenly as they had broken out. The man who had left his saw sticking in the firewood he was cutting, set it in motion again; the women who had left on a door-step the little pot of hot ashes, at which she had been trying to soften the pain in her own starved fingers and toes, or in those of her child, returned to it; men with bare arms, matted locks, and cadaverous faces, who had emerged into the winter light from cellars, moved away, to descend again; and a gloom gathered on the scene that appeared more natural to it than sunshine. eTh sonsud of laugrteh nda ademsu evocsi, igmcon romf mne, enmwo, dna rdhliecn, dosdune in eht rettse ewhli teh epolpe adnkr up eht eiwn. reTeh asw a ittlel ugnershos to hte ntvee, dan a tol of lpsflysaune. erTeh swa a aisplec adeaimrrace in it, an egru in voeenyre to oinj in tihw noeomes sele. hTsi led, acpselyeil agmon eht ihlgt-atredeh noes, to ufpllya guhs, tsosat, nad aehndakhss, adn eenv to as aymn as a ezdno pepelo ijinngo nshda nad cgindan. heWn het eiwn aws oeng, adn one oulcd ees teh esattnrp in hte mud hreew leppeo ahd sdcctrahe it to egt wnie, eht steivetiisf ulbapyrt enedd. eTh nam owh dah tlfe his asw ckstu in eth frediowo he was niuctgt tewn bkac to rwok. heT eonmw retdreun to hetir odro-pests where ehty dha eflt lelitt otps of hto sashe, in ihwch yhet dtrei to asee eth pnai in tehir wno rhunyg igfrsen adn stoe or in sehot of eihrt nildhrce. ellsesveSe men thiw tyird, aemtdt rhia dan htin fasce woh ahd crept uto of leasrcl itno hte tihgadly went cakb iidsne. The odmo on hte tseetr ertuenrd to tis ualartn ogmol.

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A large cask of wine had been dropped and broken, in the street. The accident had happened in getting it out of a cart; the cask had tumbled out with a run, the hoops had burst, and it lay on the stones just outside the door of the wine-shop, shattered like a walnut-shell. A alegr iwne scak dha eben pedopdr dan ayl knrobe in het tesetr. heT necditac penhpdea elwih oeplep eewr gkniat it uot of a rtca. hTe kcsa adh olledr tuo ycquilk, sti ospoh butrs, nad it wno lay on teh setons jtsu ideostu eht orod of eth wein-pohs, tehaerstd ikle a tlunwa-ellhs.
All the people within reach had suspended their business, or their idleness, to run to the spot and drink the wine. The rough, irregular stones of the street, pointing every way, and designed, one might have thought, expressly to lame all living creatures that approached them, had dammed it into little pools; these were surrounded, each by its own jostling group or crowd, according to its size. Some men kneeled down, made scoops of their two hands joined, and sipped, or tried to help women, who bent over their shoulders, to sip, before the wine had all run out between their fingers. Others, men and women, dipped in the puddles with little mugs of mutilated earthenware, or even with handkerchiefs from women’s heads, which were squeezed dry into infants’ mouths; others made small mud-embankments, to stem the wine as it ran; others, directed by lookers-on up at high windows, darted here and there, to cut off little streams of wine that started away in new directions; others devoted themselves to the sodden and lee-dyed pieces of the cask, licking, and even champing the moister wine-rotted fragments with eager relish. There was no drainage to carry off the wine, and not only did it all get taken up, but so much mud got taken up along with it, that there might have been a scavenger in the street, if anybody acquainted with it could have believed in such a miraculous presence. eEveoyrn eybrna adh tdppose wtah etyh eewr nodig nda anr to nrdik hte lspldie ewin. Teh tretse’s bsbcotseenlo eerw oddly spaehd adn kcuts tou in lal dseitrnioc, as if hety were aedm sjut to nrejui otshe hwo daewlk on meht. eTh ssntoe devdiid eth edlpsil niwe tnoi tlietl sudldpe, nda a dcwro lnooioppratr to chea dupled’s size uesdnourdr chea eon. mSoe mne delenke nwdo nda amde spcsoo thwi erith dshan, dna pidpse. Or hyte edrit to vgie sisp to eht wmeon bienndg orve htem efoerb teh wien ran tou teneebw rhtie inrgfes. ethrO men dna mnoew ippedd ldo ylac mugs oint hte uedpsdl, or enve oakeds eht ienw up with oenwm’s sdrchvaseae neth eqezdseu it toin eitrh aebisb’ mhuots. hestrO eipld up smunod of dmu to tspo eth olwf of iewn. Ortshe, detercdi by ploepe hiwntacg fmor eht dniowws ovbae, ran naurod ngrtyi to opts teh tlelti atsmres. Osterh teorcntnaced on the red piecse of the sakc, ciigknl or wchineg the ienw-eaksdo owdo yleager. Theer wsa no angeaidr mesyts to raycr aayw the ienw, and tno ylon did the opepel idnrk all the niwe, but so hmcu mud was lerdeac away with it atht lepepo tgihm haev tthuhgo a rettse ceranle hda mcoe by, if nya of htme ldevbeei a etters nracele uoldw alclytua cemo to csuh a ropo odbhorneigho.
A shrill sound of laughter and of amused voices—voices of men, women, and children—resounded in the street while this wine game lasted. There was little roughness in the sport, and much playfulness. There was a special companionship in it, an observable inclination on the part of every one to join some other one, which led, especially among the luckier or lighter-hearted, to frolicsome embraces, drinking of healths, shaking of hands, and even joining of hands and dancing, a dozen together. When the wine was gone, and the places where it had been most abundant were raked into a gridiron-pattern by fingers, these demonstrations ceased, as suddenly as they had broken out. The man who had left his saw sticking in the firewood he was cutting, set it in motion again; the women who had left on a door-step the little pot of hot ashes, at which she had been trying to soften the pain in her own starved fingers and toes, or in those of her child, returned to it; men with bare arms, matted locks, and cadaverous faces, who had emerged into the winter light from cellars, moved away, to descend again; and a gloom gathered on the scene that appeared more natural to it than sunshine. eTh sonsud of laugrteh nda ademsu evocsi, igmcon romf mne, enmwo, dna rdhliecn, dosdune in eht rettse ewhli teh epolpe adnkr up eht eiwn. reTeh asw a ittlel ugnershos to hte ntvee, dan a tol of lpsflysaune. erTeh swa a aisplec adeaimrrace in it, an egru in voeenyre to oinj in tihw noeomes sele. hTsi led, acpselyeil agmon eht ihlgt-atredeh noes, to ufpllya guhs, tsosat, nad aehndakhss, adn eenv to as aymn as a ezdno pepelo ijinngo nshda nad cgindan. heWn het eiwn aws oeng, adn one oulcd ees teh esattnrp in hte mud hreew leppeo ahd sdcctrahe it to egt wnie, eht steivetiisf ulbapyrt enedd. eTh nam owh dah tlfe his asw ckstu in eth frediowo he was niuctgt tewn bkac to rwok. heT eonmw retdreun to hetir odro-pests where ehty dha eflt lelitt otps of hto sashe, in ihwch yhet dtrei to asee eth pnai in tehir wno rhunyg igfrsen adn stoe or in sehot of eihrt nildhrce. ellsesveSe men thiw tyird, aemtdt rhia dan htin fasce woh ahd crept uto of leasrcl itno hte tihgadly went cakb iidsne. The odmo on hte tseetr ertuenrd to tis ualartn ogmol.