The cause of this uproar was soon manifest. On the stranger's appearance, she was seated near the window busily occupied with her needle. Dump popped his head into the cage. 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 suppose I should let go if I had.
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