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Montague exclaimed. "That's all right," said Bates; "he can climb up, or else we can let him down to the ground. We've got rope enough." "But suppose he loses his grip! Suppose " "That's all right," said Bates, easily. "You leave that to Rodney. He's nimble he began life as a steeple-jack. That's why I picked him." Rodney grinned. "I'll take my chances," he said.
To reach the nest the men climb the tree by the aid of a ladder somewhat in the fashion of a steeple-jack. A large number of sharpened pegs of ironwood are driven into the softer outer layers of the stem in a vertical row about two feet apart, and bamboos are lashed in a single vertical row to the pegs and to one another and to the lower branches.
First: what Cobcroft had seen signed was John Mallathorpe's will. Second: John Mallathorpe had made it himself and had taken the unusual course of making a duplicate copy. Third: John Mallathorpe had probably slipped the copy into the History of Barford which was in his private office when he went out to speak to the steeple-jack.
The steeple-jack was just coming down, and his mate was waiting for him at the bottom. Gaukrodger turned back to the private office and called Mr. Mallathorpe out. All three of 'em, Mallathorpe, Gaukrodger, Marshall, went out and walked across the yard to the chimney foot. They stood there talking a bit and then down it came!" Collingwood thought matters over.
You have done well, Mosca it was time, my friend, for you are an expensive hack to keep at grass. Now listen. Take Bellaroba away command of the Contessa, of course. Take her to the little house in the Borgo. Make all fast, and return here in time for the steeple-jack. When you have him in the trap, run him through the body, raise the devil's uproar, and denounce him to the patrol.
I had never the heart to look for any length of time the thought that I must make the descent in person some dark night robbing me of breath; and, indeed, on anybody not a seaman or a steeple-jack, the mere sight of the Devil's Elbow wrought like an emetic. I don't know where the rope was got, and doubt if I much cared.
I had never the heart to look for any length of time the thought that I must make the descent in person some dark night robbing me of breath; and, indeed, on anybody not a seaman or a steeple-jack the mere sight of the Devil's Elbow wrought like an emetic. I don't know where the rope was got, and doubt if I much cared.
"Not on the natural scenery," laughed Hanlon. "Though I've been tempted by high rocks or smooth-sided crags." "Are you a steeple-jack?" asked Fibsy, his eyes sparkling; "can you paint spires and things?" "No;" and Hanlon looked at the boy, regretfully. "I can't do that. I'm no climber. I make the signs and then they're put where they belong by other workmen."
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