I find it impossible to associate you with—my little friend of the ‘Ambassador’s. 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. Part 4 At eight that evening Miss Stanley tapped at Ann Veronica’s bedroom door. . There was only one idea in his head now—to batter and bruise and crush this weakling, then cast him at the feet of his love-lorn wife.
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