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We enjoyed the scene for more than
half an hour and then we descended.
A little way down, we opened a little
door and had a look at the bells
which chime so beautifully, and which
I always delight in listening to when I visit
Uncles. They play every three hours during
the twenty four and they play a different
tune daily. I expected from their sweet
tone to see a beautifully polished set
and I was very much surprised to
find them dirty, dusty, dingy, and
covered with birds dung, deposited by the
sparrows and other birds which seemed so
numerous and which, alarmed at our
approach, fluttered out of the windows.
A little lower down we opened another
small door and entered the room where
the bell-ringers operate. Still lower, another
door admitted us into the clock room,
and we stopped a moment to look at
this beautiful piece of mechanism.
Scrambling through the remaining
distance we reached the body of

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