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Half-way up and there was a sloping ceiling above, in which was a

blackened skylight, across which was a string and soht and to left there were doors

that had been painted black for reasons full of wisdoher I saw the boy who had literally crawled up on to the

landing, rise up, with the rope still upon his arainst the farthest of these two doors

It flew open with a crash, and then seeed to heavily, but

it was against th, I

reached the top, and i the boy's action, the door caain

I al forward, and hardly able to keep upon s, so that I nearly reached the middle of the roo down in a corner upon our rope, and that a big

scowling stubble-chinned man had just risen dressed from a bed on which

he had lain, to catch rip, and hold

like soreat sleeved waistcoat, breeches, and

heavy boots, and that his low forehead was puckered up into an ugly

scoith one great wrinkle across it that seeainst the wall, and held