On this side a flight of wooden steps, protected by a hand-rail, led to a door opening upon the summit of the prison. "No; I don't think I'd laugh. At any rate, here I am, and here I shall be, twenty thousand feet above all your poison-reeking cities, up where God’s wind comes fresh from heaven, very near indeed to the untrodden snows. Yet here you are, and at precisely the right moment, too.
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