‘I only wish I might have won her confidence. She was writhing to get her hands loose and found herself gasping with passionate violence, “It’s damnable!—damnable!” to the manifest disgust of the fatherly policeman on her right. 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. “It is too late for visitors,” she remarked. We are expecting a visit from Sir John Ferringhall at any moment. ‘Is it worth it?’ he asked at last.
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