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The City-Hall was a gigantic meetinghouse in which for many years all the public discussions of the Lauranian people had taken place. Its stone facade was showy and pretentious, but the building itself consisted merely of the great hall and of a few smaller rooms and offices. The hall was capable of holding nearly seven thousand people; with its whitewashed roof sustained by iron girders, and well lit with gas, it served its purpose well without any affectation of display.
Lucile was caught in the stream of those who were entering and carried inside. She had expected to find a seat, but, in view of a great crowd, all the chairs had been removed from the body of the hall, and only standing room remained. In this solid mass of humanity she found herself an atom. To move was difficult; to go back almost impossible.