He’s a catch, Lucy. The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. 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. Ruth was at that stage where the absorption of facts is great, but where the mental digestion is not quite equal to the task. Two separate search parties were formed to hike the areas near the Greene River as a panic spread over the town of Princeton Hills. Her faith in human beings revived.
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