Through this confusion the carpenter struggled on;—now ascending, now descending the different mountains of rubbish that beset his path, at the imminent peril of his life and limbs, until he arrived in Fleet Street. Melusine got to her feet and, tucking her shoulder under his arm on the uninjured side, put her arm about him to hold his waist, and thus contrived to take most of his weight. ‘Of course she don’t understand,’ snapped Charvill irascibly. There was no one at home, and I was coming away when I saw that the door was open. But I had to know for sure.
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