“My dear girl,” he said, in a tone of patient reasonableness, “you are a mere child. "Jonathan has threatened to do her some mischief. " Prudence felt the hands stiffen oddly; and again the thought came to her that perhaps this poor child's father had once been, perhaps still was, in the same category as this Taber. Edward Bribble stood between them with an open book. He had no ideas about daughters. She sank upon her knees and unbuttoned his coat. She hesitated, and for a moment thought of omitting her second verse altogether. 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. In Hamilton Place that is, like I told you before, miss. Books! She knew now what had saved her—her mother's hand, reaching down from heaven, had set the giver's flaming eyes upon the covers of these books.
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