The evening was warm and inviting, one meant to be spent outdoors. "What the devil are you howling about?" cried Langley. He had almost forced himself upon her one night after a particularly bloody raid of a thatched cottage. O'Higgins did not confide in me. 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. “I will not have this slavery,” she said.
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