—"Stay! something occurs to me. He was tall and straight, and his expression was good. " Ben judged correctly. “Why?” He inquired. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. The city presented a terrible picture of devastation. The biological laboratory had an atmosphere that was all its own. A common rage flushed their faces. One of those hanging moments ensued— hypnotic. Immediately he grasped the fact that there was drama here, probably the old drama of the fugitive. Though nearly dark, there was still light enough left to enable him to discern surrounding objects.
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