" "Ah! Sometimes I wonder I don't run amok and kill someone," said the Wastrel, in broken English. ” Annabel clutched her sister’s hands. "I'm dumb. People were not slaves to their gods as they are now, oppressed and unhappy, chained to their mortality and suffering so that they may one day enter an imaginary Heaven. Only it was with a further and most unbelieving shrug of the shoulders that he resumed his seat. ‘En tout cas, I have waiting for me a cavalier. Love was joy, and joyous she was when alone. 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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