Upon the pavement near the court lay the porter, who had been prostrated by a blow from the butt-end of a pistol. Once more he begged; but as Ruth only repeated her sharp command, he spun about and raced toward the jungle. She felt him as something solid and strong and trustworthy beyond measure.
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