videre agrestes; alii fustes congerunt, alii onerant saxis; quidam contra miseriti periturae quippe, quamvis nemo laederet, misere panem ut sustineret spiritum.
The country people saw her there. Some of them brought clubs, others piled stones on her; still others felt sorry for her, as being likely to die, though no one harmed her, and these tossed bread to her that she might keep herself alive.
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