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The Cloister and the Hearth

CHAPTER XI
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It may be years ere I fall in with such a long rope all ready for me.

As well be knocked on the head at once as never know happiness." And he sprung on to the rope with a cry of delight, as a cat jumps with a mew on to a table where fish is.

All the gymnast was on fire; and the only concession Kate could gain from him was permission to fasten the lantern on his neck first.
"A light scares the ill spirits," said she.
And so, with his huge arms, and his legs like feathers, Giles went up the rope faster than his brother came down it.

The light at the nape of his neck made a glowworm of him.

His sister watched his progress, with trembling anxiety.


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