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From me. Sheppard. 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. "Strange!" he continued, as if talking to himself. The morning of Monday the 16th of November 1724 at length dawned.
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