He reached over and took her hand. "Troth, and so did you," returned the watchman; "but I couldn't belave it. ’ ‘I know,’ he said, smiling. There were a few loose, broken fragments of rock to reckon with upon the ledges, and one place where hands did as much work as toes.
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