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I ran for the back door, and my plan to trip Goodwife Filster
and hit her over the head with the satchel would have been
perfect, except that I forgot about the chain at the bottom of
the door in trying to get away from her and that axe and
torch she had, and the chain snagged my foot, and I fell out
the back door and down the steps into the dirt.
I got up right away, and it was a good thing I did, too,
because Goodwife Filster hit the chain right after I did and
fell down the steps, too, but she fell right next to me, and
the torch singed my hair before it stuck in the dirt and went
out. I had no time to do anything with the facts-machine
satchel except hold it. I had to run, so I did.
I took off for the low place in the stone wall between
Ark's place and the Salberins' property, and it was hard to
see where I always came up and hoisted myself over the
wall, but I could hear Goodwife Filster behind me, her thick
feet thumping on the ground, and suddenly I had the idea of
vaulting over the wall on my hands, so I did exactly that -
the first time I ever did it - and I sailed over the wall on one
hand, holding the satchel in the other, just as something
struck the top of the wall by my hand and threw up sparks
as it went by. It looked like her hatchet, but I didn't want to
find out for sure, so I hit the ground on the other side and
almost lost my balance and the satchel, too, but I managed
to keep running. I thought I could hear Ark shouting my
name way back behind me, but it didn't make much difference
to me right then
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