He has got clear.

Up I go, and see." "No, Giles, no!" said the superior intelligence, blinded by prejudice.
"See you not this is glamour?
This rope is a line the evil one casts out to wile thee to destruction.

He knows the weaknesses of all our hearts; he has seen how fond you are of going up things.

Where should our Gerard procure a rope?
how fasten it in the sky like this?
It is not in nature.
Holy saints protect us this night, for hell is abroad." "Stuff!" said the dwarf; "the way to hell is down, and this rope leads up.

I never had the luck to go up such a long rope.