Lucy sprinted to one side to avoid the crash and grabbed at Rhea’s solitary patch of yellow hair, which ripped out loosely in one decayed piece like strands of rotten corn silk. The fresh air, which blew in his face, greatly revived him. “How dare you? You are trying to kidnap my babies!” Clotilde demanded. 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. Her father was an astute businessman and a hard worker, but also handsome in the face which had aided partly his ascension to the Guild.
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