" He laughed and pushed back his chair. It was not without considerable demur and delay on the part of Sharples that the carpenter and his companion could gain admittance to the round-house. “It may be more difficult than you think,” she said. “I would have given up anything to see you your old self again—as you are this evening. I’m so glad you’re not angry. Were you born here, madame?’ ‘Mais non. . He had buckled on his hanger, and had two brace of pistols in his belt, as well as others in this holsters. It’s gone. Roused by Ben's warning, the carpenter looked up and could just perceive the dusky outline of the bridge looming through the darkness, and rendered indistinctly visible by the many lights that twinkled from the windows of the lofty houses. He listened to the thunder of the fall now mingling with the roar of the blast; and, driven almost frantic by what he heard and saw, he pushed with all his force against the stone. Joan told me it was hung somewhere in the house, only I couldn’t remember where after all this time.
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