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THE CRAYFISH

the other end of the line (up here), Mrs. Gortch was following out the same instructions. She had been chosen because she was tall. And Marion Smirke, bending down, also reached for the upstretched cord-reached cautiously out till her head, also, was level with her ladder's top step.
" Mrs. Gortch and the two at her end of the line stated that they were actually watching Marion to see if she had got hold of the cord, and to help her as much as they could in raising the long garland, though it wasn't heavy. She stretched her left hand down a little further. Her right was firmly on the top of the ladder. The ladder was perfectly firm. (Try it: you'll find that it is.) Marion's head came a little lower. She was quite at her ease, and cool. She had said, before climbing up, that she wasn't the least inclined to be giddy and that she actually liked heights. And, from the top of the ladder as she bent over and down, she remarked, `I can stretch quite safely a little further, if I curl over a little more like a wilting flower.' Her head was now level with the top platform step of this ladder. Her right ear must have actually been touching it. Both her feet were on lower steps. She was perfectly supported. They all say that. Looking up at her, they saw her just keel over. Mrs. Gortch, who was nearest and was just missed by the falling body, thought she heard her gasp something, just as she let go, like `Gray.' But that was dismissed as accretional evidence. Perhaps she had made a sound, a cry of some sort, as she slipped. She never made any after she fell. She fell right on her head on this hardwood floor-just there. Shocking, but for her as quick an end as you could imagine. Mrs. Gortch kind of fainted. I suppose it is a bit vertiginous to see that you've missed death by a hair

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