As he fell, he caught at the projecting masonry. ’ She sighed relief to see a faint grin as he ventured to raise his head. The next page was a drawing that she had made in pen and ink of his face, or what she had remembered of it. This was to pass under the arch, along the narrow ledge of the starling, and, if possible, attain the eastern platform, where, protected by the bridge, he would suffer less from the excessive violence of the gale. Her hands wove through his black hair, luxuriating in its thickness. Jack had brought away the bunch of keys which he had taken from Quilt Arnold, but, none of them would open it.
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