” “I knew it,” Ennison exclaimed. The rascal will be at work before the morning. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. She was chaffing him about being taken for Meysey Hill, and suggested that he should be presented to me as the millionaire. After the usual laconic greetings, he drew him on one side. Anna and her escort exchanged glances. 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. Opposite to her was a sallow-visaged young man, whose small tie seemed like a smudge of obtusively shiny black across the front of a high close-drawn collar. He could not make good his hold.
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