"Friends!" echoed Kneebone, with a look of dismay. "What do you mean?" cried Winifred in alarm. 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 better that you go away now, I think. "You didn't spend it?" "I never intended to spend it—any more than I really intended to steal it. She is no more English than that set of beggars over there. Are you doing okay in that shirt? You seem uncomfortable.
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