A Study in Scarlet (Serial Edition Cover) — page 111: what you’re looking at

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A STUDY IN SCARLET. IC; “We are the Mormons,” answered his companions, with one voice. “ And where are you going? ” “We do not know. The hand of God is leading us under the person of our prophet. You must come before him. He shall say what is to be done witb you.” ’ They had reached the base of the hill by this time, and were surrounded by crowds of the pilgrims—pale- faced, meek-looking women, strong, laughing children, and anxious, earnest-eyed men. Many were the cries of astonishment and of commiseration which arose from them when they perceived the youth of one of the strangers and the destitution of the other. Their escort did not halt, however, but pushed on, followed by a great crowd of Mormons, until they reached a wagon which was conspicuous for its great size and for the gaudiness and smartness of its appearance. Six horses were yoked to it, whereas the others were furnished with two, or, at most, four apiece. Beside the driver there sat a man who could not have been more than thirty years of age, but whose massive head and resolute ex- pression marked him as a leader. He was reading a brown-backed volume, but as the crowd approached he laid it aside, and listened attentively to an account of the episode. Then he turned to the two castaways. “Tf we take you with us,” he said, in solemn words, “it can only be as believers in our own creed. We shall have no wolves in our fold. Better far that your bones should bleach in this wilderness than that you should prove to be that little speck of decay which in E@NNIECLOOOKS (C©@)