In doing so, he had to clamber up the immense heap of bricks and rubbish which now littered the floor, amounting almost to a car-load, and reaching up nearly to the top of the chimney-piece. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims. "Can you pull him through?" was the anxious question. " "My mind's made up," rejoined Jack, coldly,—"we part to-night. She said there was no other way to get them to stop their constant screaming. Don’t think it was anything better than fever—or a bit beautiful. . . She bound a scarf tightly round the place where the blood seemed to be coming from.
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