They crossed the street, and entering the front door passed up the outside stone steps of the flat. Lucy crouched by the side of the grave, her head in her hands, rocking back and forth. Men were going hither and thither with barrows, and ladders and ropes, removing the rubbish, and trying to support the tottering habitations. ‘Kimble, you shouldn’t be here. ” “You need help, Luce. Half an hour's labour, during which he was obliged more than once to pause to regain breath, sufficed to make a hole wide enough to allow a passage for his arm up to the elbow. They had changed identities absolutely. ” She breathed an inner sigh of relief. ‘Go you through the passage and find the other door. " "Piano-player? Do you mean someone who plays for you?" "No, no; one of those mechanical things you play with your feet. I tell you I’m Meysey Hill, the railway man. I don’t think for a moment that he would recognize you. " "When you heard what was going on, why didn't you send for me?" "I didn't know it was going on.
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