“An
incendiary lodged up in the dome. Dry old timber up
there, would have gone up in a flash. One of the Cathedral fire-watchers – a
clergyman, young bloke – got hold of it and pushed it out, bold as
brass. Tumbled down to the street and was dealt with. He’d have been burnt to a
cinder if the timber beams had caught. Deserves a medal.”
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