What are you after?’ ‘But my pistol and dagger, imbecile,’ she exclaimed impatiently, moving sharply back. Pull over there. A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. ’ ‘Couldn’t help but do so, ma’am,’ said Mrs Ibstock. Once over the iron spikes, Bess exhibited no reluctance to be let down on the other side of the wall.
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