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. "Insult you! not I;" returned Figg. This world over here! Everything's upsidedown or back-end-to. The agony on the sands now ceased to puzzle her. He was well mounted, as was his companion; and had pistols in his holsters, and a hanger at his girdle. Swiftly she ran her hands over the carvings, trying to find the lever to the secret panel again.
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