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" "Sir Rowland is dead," replied Jonathan, gloomily. It had rained during the night, and the patch-work pavement was greasy with mud. 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. Get the men back to their posts. “Going to visit our little friend the vampire?” “What?” He asked, incredulous.
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