The ceiling had, in many places, given way; the laths had been removed; and, where any plaster remained, it was either mapped and blistered with damps, or festooned with dusty cobwebs. ’ ‘Only in hot blood, eh?’ grinned Gerald. “Be careful,” Lucy cautioned Michelle as she sidestepped a two by four studded with upturned nails. ‘That’s what started the fracas,’ Gerald admitted ruefully, nursing his injured hand as he recalled it.
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