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He was roused from the stupor of despair into which he had sunk by the voice of Ben, who roared in his ear, "The bridge!—the bridge!" CHAPTER VII. He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. She padded up the stairs to the bedroom, finding that her sheets had been changed with a fresh pillow case to welcome her weary head. . No wonder that Trenchard, as he gazed at this fearful being, should have some misgivings cross him. “Have you not heard?” she said.
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