Part 27 (1/2)
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”What's theto take off rumble before, but you did hurt, sir”
Don slipped off his shoes, uttered a word or two of warning, and once et into a kneeling, and then to a standing, position, the wall being at hand to steady him
”That's your sort, Mas' Don Now hold fast, and step up on to my shoulders as I risehis, as he stood up, steadily, facing the wall
”What next, Je to walk slowly back under the , for you to try and open it, and look out and see where we are Ready?”
”Yes”
”Hold tight, sir”
”But there's nothing to hold by, Jem, when you move away”
”Then you must stand fast, sir, and I'll balance you like I can do it”
Don drew a long breath, and felt no faith, for as soon as Je was not great
”Stand firot you,” he said
”Am I too heavy, Jem?”
”Heavy? No, sir; I could carry two on you Stand fast; 'tarn't far
Stand fast That's your sort Stand--oh!”
Everything depended upon him, and poor Jem did his best; but after three or four steps Don felt that he was going, and to save hihtly down
This would have been easy enough had not Je, and to save his cos as the lad stood erect on his shoulders
The consequence was that he gave Don sufficient check as he leaped to throw him off his balance; and in his effort to save him, Jem lost his own, and both came doith a crash and sat up and rubbed and looked at each other
”Arn't hurt, are you, Mas' Don?”
”Not hurt?” grumbled Don ”I am hurt horribly”
”I'm very sorry, sir; so am I But I arn't broke nowhere! Are you?”