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the Seraglio with them, pass quietly by. They were all 
walking, even those attired in silk, and looked very weary, 
with the exception of the last in the procession, who sat 
with her child in a sedan chair, surrounded by the regal 
state of a chief, sword-bearers, courtiers, etc. Behind her 
appeared the queen mother, who greeted us very kindly, 
and the king's brother who had danced before us. Had 
we not been already so weary of our stay (it was nearly 
a year since our entrance into Coomassie), this sort of 
state pageant might have made a great impression upon 
us; as it was, we were very very sad, and, in many 
respects, less hopeful than before. 
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