It has. Wood!" exclaimed Jack, in surprise. 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. I'd like to shake you until your bones rattled; but the bones of a Roundhead wouldn't rattle to any purpose. They seldom arrive on the beach.
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