text:  "Foolish mob! brainless mob! swinish mob!" cried the stranger when he at length stood beside the cart upon which the monster was still rending its hapless victim; "whither are ye running and pressing and crowding and what are ye come to see? Know ye not that in Mexico it is forbidden to see especially to see clearly?" The tone of the speaker his sudden appearance and the bold originality of his manner contrasted strongly with the timidity of the other Creoles who had all in their turn approached the cart cautiously viewed it for a few moments with an air of mistrust and then withdrawn themselves to a distance in order to await in safety what might next ensue