The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. She staggered to the fireplace and thrust it into the heart of the dying flames. 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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