He meditated, and began a new paragraph. He brought me past this house, and I thought I would call and leave your brother’s letter. " "Have it, and welcome," rejoined Figg. "But what does he mean by calling you a wanton? —you, my wife?" Enschede's hand slipped from his daughter's shoulder. The air became hot and swollen with June humidity. Of course, it was ridiculous, this inclination to assist the fugitive, based as it was upon an intangible university idea. 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.
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