But she could tell by the dullness of his eyes that he saw only some inner vision. He could not make good his hold. Having once more got into the chimney, he climbed to a level with the ward above, and recommenced operations as vigorously as before. Poor girl! she was beautiful once; so beautiful as to make me, who care little for the allurements of women, fancy myself enamoured of her. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke.
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