“It’s the spring,” he said. ” Lucy said, marveling at the intricate cockpit of a model helicopter. There he stands. 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. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. His example was followed by Darrell.
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