The bells of Freiburg : . hrow, when, quivering withexcitement and anxiety, I drew it sharplyacross a rough place on the wall. I think I never shall forget the relief I feltwhen it flared up, and showed me the longpulley, and the sconce beside it, in a suddenflash. A puff of wind came in as I carried it,carefully shielded with my hand, to the candle. 104 ^^^^^ BELLS OF FREIBURG. Was it going out—my one match ? It wasan anxious moment, but it passed safely ; thecandle, nay two, four, six, were soon lighted, andI felt at least safe from the danger of againbeing alone in the darkness. My next act
The bells of Freiburg : . hrow, when, quivering withexcitement and anxiety, I drew it sharplyacross a rough place on the wall. I think I never shall forget the relief I feltwhen it flared up, and showed me the longpulley, and the sconce beside it, in a suddenflash. A puff of wind came in as I carried it,carefully shielded with my hand, to the candle. 104 ^^^^^ BELLS OF FREIBURG. Was it going out—my one match ? It wasan anxious moment, but it passed safely ; thecandle, nay two, four, six, were soon lighted, andI felt at least safe from the danger of againbeing alone in the darkness. My next act was to try the door again, but Isoon found that it was useless to think ofgetting out that way. Then I walked all roundthe chamber to see if I could find any other;and my joy was great when I discovered anarrow opening in the thickness of the walllarge enough for me to pass my body had no idea where it led to, but I resolvedto explore. Taking a candle from one of thesconces I crept cautiously in. CHAPTER THE jackdaws NURSERV. FEW steps brought me to aladder-like flight of stairs, upwhich I proceeded to appeared to be built into oneof the angles of the tower, and tojudge by the dust which lay uponthem, and the yards of cobweb whichclung to the wall, they could not have been usedfor years. I felt half suffocated before I reacheda narrow wooden door, belonging apparently tosome place over the ringers chamber. Therewas no handle, but I pushed against it with allmy might and it opened. It was a sort of loft in which I found myselfOverhead were the great beams and joists, fromwhich hung the bells and their massive machineryof wheels and pulleys. The rough floor waspierced with holes for the ropes to pass through I06 THE BELLS OF FREIBURG. into the room bclo\v, and here also there wereperforations in the walls through which I couldsee the stars, but they were larger, and thewhole place was colder and lighter than thechamber I had just left. Over my hea
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