’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. ‘Don’t try to turn it off,’ ordered Miss Froxfield. I thought it was a mirror at the first, for it was so very like myself. 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. Even an unlikely episode such as this could not be ignored.
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